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honks-n-stonks · 8 months

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save me.... I'm thinking about my goofy puyo x monhun au again..... (disclaimer: I have only played Rise/Sunbreak, GU (still in HR) and World (got to MR before my TV 💥)

EDIT ‼️‼️‼️ this thing got so LONG I'm just putting the entire thing under a "read more" because previously it was at the "characters" section but Jesus it looks so LONG on tablet I am so so SO sorry

nawr it's getting so bad I've been thinking about the TOWNS/VILLAGES now....

Primp (and Grimp, if we want to include Chronicle in all of this) would obviously become a village (Primp/Grimp Village oh how original you are Goose [not that I can come up with any better NAMES okay])

Not... sure about Suzuran.... Yeah it's a city, but MH doesn't have any modern or super technologically advanced civilizations (that are still around, anyway.) Something inbetween a kingdom and a village like. A Town. yeah. I don't know why the idea of a Town™️ seems so farfetched to me when Kingdoms Exist like does Sunbreak and the idea of Schrade (rip) not exist to me ????

Aahh,,, I really need to read up on the villages of the other MH games. Maybe that will help me get a feel for how I want Suzuran to be. Definitely much bigger than Primp or any regular village in GU/Rise, that's what I'll say. (Then again, the hubs don't give me a good feel of their true size. I need CONCEPT ART TO SAVE ME!!!!)

As for the Madou cast... instead of straight up being from another world, I think they'd just be from a distant village (or villages). I'm not TOO familiar with Arle's world, but that's the excuse I'm using! Same applies with Suzuran, and where Lemres, Feli, and Klug originate from. Comically far village! Though... this mainly stems from Primp Village being... prrreetty far away from other civilizations in general (stealing this from some HC that I saw where Primp is far from other towns, basically remote [unless that was already canon]).

As for the residents of the Tetra... well they uh. They live on a spaceship in the games. So, in the AU I'll just make them a traveling group of Hunters (sorta like mercenaries???? but for monsters duh) that go from village to village and help out with any particularly tough monster-related issues. Sorry, that's the best I can come up with...

Small tangent, is it weird I still want magic to be a thing in this AU? Despite the fact that none exists in MH- (Elders can do some goofy stuff, but it's usually from some special organs they possess/bioenergy crud [see: Ibushi and Narwa being able to float due to manipulation of the wind (Ibushi) and something akin to... magnetism, was it? Augh I KNOW it involves the thundersacs and electricity but I haven't played Rise in a fair bit])

Then again, it's an AU and I can technically do whatever I want..... bleh, they don't rely on it TOO much okay but perhaps the residents of Primp (and their neighbors) happen to have some... special powers that give them an edge in hunts and everyday life. I have no idea if I still wanna include Puyo themselves in this. Ehh.... I'll get to that eventually..... oughghjhjjdiskksiskj can you tell this is the most brainpower I've ever put into anything ever?

Oh god, this is becoming long. Too bad, I don't feel like stopping... I'll go onto some ideas for characters that I have... (aka The Trio™️)

Amitie: aw yeah!!! I kinda want her to be the focus in this AU? ahem. I think I want her to use a Sword and Shield, and as for her Hunter Rank I imagine her to be around Low-Early High Rank (4 stars?). I might have to make my own monster rank/difficulty chart for this AU, as there are some monsters I kinda feel are too dangerous for Low Ranks to take on? (see: Elders being in LOW RANK in GU for some ungodly reason, WHY WHY WHY ARE THEY THERE?! [not a complaint, just super hilarious, obviously i'm not taking that as "ooooohh canonically a LR hunter can fight Teostra" just a haha silly thought]) Probably basing it more on Rise/Gu's system works instead of World. Low Rank literally has its own storyline there! (Which obviously is expanded upon in High and probably Master Rank) That... and Hunter Rank isn't tied to the quest rank in World. Not gonna lie, that confused me a little...

Ugh, I went on a tangent.... anyways. Amitie. Sword and Shield User. HR 4 Hunter. I think... she'll have a Rath Heart SnS (why? PINK). Giving her a Fire element weapon might make more sense but... eh, she technically still uses magic in this AU, so it's probably fine. (I can imagine them using magic in tandem with their weapons, or using them as a... conduit? [is that it?] for magic. Think: Schezo's spells, where you can see the magic coming from the sword.) Typically goes on gathering/egg hunt quests, she's not quite good in direct confrontations with monsters! (Still a little klutzy, but when she's in a pinch, she manages to show an impressive-albeit brief- display of power. Not related to any sun goddess here, she's just stronger than she thinks she is!) Prefers to go on quests with other Hunters (Arle and Ringo, more on those two later), especially during a Hunt or Capture quest.

Arle: ALSO uses a Sword and Shield mainly because A) I can't think of anything better and B) hehe funny Arle and Amitie parallels though I can imagine her being proficient in most if not ALL the other weapons available, especially Bow. Can't think of a specific one she'd use though, sorry... I'll get back to that later. A more skilled Hunter than Amitie, she could probably tackle high-end High Rank monsters with ease (HR 7/8), even when going Solo. mmm, not sure about elders. I think it'd be neat if she managed to take down one or two (they're supposed to be fairly rare, I think), with a group of Hunters. (see: other Madou characters [Draco, Schezo, Rulue]). Probably Kushala Daora or Kirin. I consider them to be "easy" Elders (Chameleos is not here because I'd imagine him to be too elusive for her to have encountered... yet.)

Uhhh. Back on track. She currently resides in Primp Village with some other Madou characters. Maybe takes a sorta part-time job at Primp's canteen, I just think it'd be neat for her to make some KILLER curry. Always pumps up and invigorates anyone who eats it. Also just helps around with problems villagers have in general, she's pretty strong!

Ringo: Lives in the far off... town? yeah I'll just go with that of Suzuran. Albeit uncommon, her presence is always appreciated. I think it's mentioned that her family runs a small grocery store in Suzu, soo I think she'd be like... a traveling merchant? Of the food kind. Fresh fruit...? Perhaps her family even owns an orchid, with their apples being quite popular back home. HEY. WAIT. She could be the equivalent of the Argosy/Trader in the MH games! And the market in general. Anyways, although Ringo is not a hunter per say, she still can assist her buds in hunts (see: Sunbreak follower system). When out hunting, she prefers to use a Light Bowgun. (Modified, cause I imagine her with a Thunder or Paralysis iron tree LBG.) Hell, she's pretty damn good at it too. Probably has a good amount of experience fighting monsters, because a lot can happen when you travel around a lot with goods (especially of the food variety) in tow. Oh god, I just remembered those quests in Rise with this ONE dude who keeps getting his stuff wrecked in like... three different quests... by three different monsters..... that man CANNOT catch a break!!!!!!!!! Oh right. Not sure what Ringo's HR would be, cus' she's not officially a hunter. Sorta? Maybe. Would be around Ami's level, if not a tad bit higher. Since she's not quite really a hunter, she doesn't (or can't?) take quests solo. Not that I think she'd have too much of a problem with it, i think.

Um. That's all I got... well, not really. But this is becoming TOO LONG!!! If anyone sees this... lmk what you think? OH. YEAH WAIT BEFORE I FORGET... most of the characters probably are aged up in this AU (young adults?) because I don't think teens are really allowed to risk their lives Hunting that Monster if you get what I mean. No, I'm not counting the Rampage summons.... it's more of a "all hands on deck" kinda deal to be there!

As for how their designs would look.... Amitie's definitely gonna be based off her Swordfighter alt, and Ringo would probably have hers based around the Steam Ages one (but MHified, and that's obviously for her "hunting" look.) Arle? Uh. Probably a more armored version of her normal look. Can't remember any alts in particular. Sorry...

ANYWAYS THAT'S IT FOR REAL!!! Good god I spent too long rambling about this. I think I'm a little bit obsessed....

#fowl rambling #UAUAHAHAHAHAJJJM HELP KEEEEEEEEEEE #puyohunter au #<- yes I am fucking calling it that. I CAN'T THINK OF A BETTER NAME!#stop laughing....#monster hunter #who out here huntin they monster #puyo puyo #I'm so sorry to anyone who happens upon this bruh #puyo puyo au #monster hunter au

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papirouge · 11 months

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Lol the stories about the child sacrifice and abortion parallels plus the boy wanting and mutilating himself to be an animatronic as a trans allegory are pretty based and at least the last one seems quite likely to be based on that if the original creator was the one who came up with the idea. how in hell did people even find out he was a registered republican voter? how do you even register yourself as a voter for a particular party?? in my country, things don't work like that so I'm lost. your vote is completely confidencial so it shouldn't be possible for anyone to know such info unless someone close to him decided to spill the beans.

I think i've heard before something about the creator of fnaf being cancelled but for some reason I had the idea it was for being christian, perhaps i'm confusing him with another game creator...

like i said i only play minecraft and pokeymon, but notch, the creator of minecraft, has also had his heated gamer moments too. he said trans women aren't women, he said people who didnt believe in a straight pride parade deserved to be shot, said feminism was a social disease and called a feminist a cunt, said there was nothing wrong about white pride (then later kinda recanted by saying something like "I didnt know there were only some groups allowed to feel proud of who they are"), and something else about not giving in to mentall illness in reference to transgenderism, though later kinda apologized saying he didnt understand trans identities very well. obviously, references to his name got erased in many products and even the game itself, only visible once after you beat the ender dragon, and microsoft banned him from their events ever since.

pokemon creators havent had these type of controversies which i attribute to having a better pr team and not growing up alongside social media and decide it's a great idea to post any thought that passes through their head. theyve had some though, like with jynx believed to be a racial stereotype (supposedly though she's based on ganguro fashion and the "fat lady" of an opera) so her skin was changed from black to purple. interestingly, ludicolo is a very obvious mexican stereotype yet nobody cares lol.

i do think its kinda funny when these authors get cancelled but they stil keep them/their product around to milk it to death.

and I might or might not watch the video. ive watched some youtube essays before but never that long, so we'll see...

I mean only mentally ill people like me would be dedicated to watch a 9 hours lore video essay, so I don't blame you anon lol

I am too very confused about the registred political alignement thing but I gues that's yet another dystopian US lunacy. In my country this stuff doesn't exist neither. I heard some celebrities/influencer get flack for being Republican (Jaclyn Hill comes to mind) but I have no idea how people/haters manage to get this information. I guess they are available on public record or stuff like that.

Since FNAF has a VERY dedicated fandom, I am not surprised some fans went as far as to sleuth this info out.

That minecraft guy sounds like a legit asshole though and he deserved to be canceled idc I HATE when people make foul out of themselves for the whole world to see, and then act shook when people don't want to have anything to do with them anymore. I hope he didn't have the audacity to whine about "Mh fReeDoM oF sPeeCh" because dude was apparently saying it was ok to kill people for having disagreeing opinions🙃

On the opposite, Scott Cawthon is SUPER lowkey & private and never explicitely said anything rude or insulting. People just started hating him for being Republican and allegedly Christian (which I think nobody found actual evidence of)

And animatronic aren't allegory of trans people, it was only the B-7 story of a boy butchering himself as one. The whole FNAF story is Scott Cawthon creation. He just co-writes the book with a female author, but only him creates the lore. Animatronics are regular robot who are possessed by the spirit of dead children.

I didn't know they changed Jynx color 'o' I never thought anything about this design - I felt like she didn't even have skin, but but more like a void lmao (like these spectre type pokemon)

I roll my eyes at article defending this design à la "oooh but Sugiomori didn't want to offend anyone uwu" ok but Pokémon is now a game with an INTERNATIONAL audience. If Nintendo wants to keep making bucks out of their game, they have to adapt themselves to foreign audience. This sort of "purity complex" when it comes from japanese cultural assets coming into the West is insufferable. No culture is immune to criticism.

Ganguro started around 1996 which is the year when the first Pokémon game came out...so I highly doubt Sugimori would be already aware of this trend during the game development. Japan already had a weird thing with dark/black skin, so Jynx simply might be yet another design celebrating this brand of "quirkiness".

#answered #gaming

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keefwho · 6 months

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April 08 - 2024 Monday

10:56pm

6.5/10

This morning I skipped cleaning because I wasn't too convinced anything needed cleaning. I regret this because I feel bad skipping out on a chore like that. Something could have been tidied, I know the toilet needs it for example. I wish I had buckled down and done it, I intend to tomorrow to make up for it. For breakfast I made a rice stir fry using spam, onions, peppers, and an egg. It turned out pretty good.

For work I warmed up with more torsos, focusing on the waist. I worked more on 57's commission and am a little disappointed with how the colors came out but they think it looks good so thats at least part of what matters.

After work I did my workout, I almost did the full 4 miles before my 1:30 cutoff time. I couldn't see the partial eclipse today because it was too cloudy. Mom told me some crazy shit regarding the eclipse, saying it's some kind of sign that the US needs repenting or something. I almost said something to her about it but I chose to only do that if she somehow drags me into it or asks for my thoughts. Otherwise I'll just listen.

For lunch I made the best salami sandwich I've ever made. I cooked everything perfectly and it tasted great.

During my afternoon work I spent my time in TK's server while she, her friend, and boyfriend played PoE together. They thankfully weren't only talking about the game so I actually got to chat with them. This really old game called Douchebag Workout 2 came up which I didn't expect anyone to know and one of the guys started playing the old flash game and screen shared it. I took a long time on today's request, partly because it had a lot of specifics. Then I worked on a meme pic for DS a little before I had to get ready for therapy.

In therapy we talked about how I've been reaching out to others and expanding my social network. He also asked me some important questions and basically validated the kinds of things I've been thinking and plans I've been making, ensuring me that it sounds like a good idea.

After therapy I joined AE and his friend and watched them play games while I worked more on that meme. I left when DS was ready to work on her fursuit. I finished drawing and winded down by watching the furry con videos she had playing. We also watched a little EAH and MH content.

In bed we did our puzzles ez, read a really long MH chapter, and played KH2 as usual. We talked about some things and I got something off my chest that I needed to for awhile. I actually told my therapist earlier about doing that and I didn't think it would happen so soon. I needed it though, that was for my sake. After she fell asleep, I started writing a bunch of stuff down that I need to talk about in the future.

~~~

Today I did well when thinking about defusion. I've started imagining my thoughts in Donald Duck's voice sometimes and it does the trick. It also feels appropriate because in Kingdom Hearts he is one of the main good guys but has been a bit hostile and problematic in the past. My automatic thoughts aren't "bad", but they sure can be unhelpful sometimes. I did a good job being able to focus today. I also just feel kinda good about myself, expressing my thoughts and needs without fear because I know they are valid and that ultimately I'm trying to do whats best for me and the people around me. There is nothing to be ashamed of there, I define that as the mark of a well rounded person.

#journal #diary

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writersfearofrecognition · 11 months

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Ignorance is bliss

Summary: Jacob and his childhood best friend slowly realise their feelings while trying to survive the quarry.

Pairing: Jacob Custos x nameless/female!OC

Warnings: jealousy, cringe dialogue, miscommunication trope, pure ignorance

TW: none i think (i hope, please tell me if there are i will gladly tag them)

Chapter 6:

19:44

„Jacob said something weird before the van broke down. like directly asked how you could break a van down.“

„suspicious.“ „yeah. i told him one day wouldn’t make a difference between you two but he didn’t really believe me.“ „well my strategy is to stick to as much people as possible, so we can’t talk about feelings.“ i get a shiver when i say that word and she laughs at my expression.

„you’re helpless aren’t you?“ „shut up.“

„Mh…“ she thought about it, „no. miss feelings and mister himbo are best entertainment i have at the moment.“ „not mister broody?“ „broody is going after the dj man. i’m content as a lonely warrior.“ „sure.“ „excuse you? i am.“ „mhm.“

she shoves me off the bench and stands up herself to watch the view.

i sit back down and make my game plan.

well. i had no idea.

Jacob obviously wanted to talk to me before we went home.

i obviously never wanted to talk to him ever again.

well.

exaggeration.

not until we were home.

but i also did not want to be alone at night in these woods without a real adult.

because we all most definitely were not real adults.

„ugh.“

staying with them it was.

let’s see what the evening brings.

„Guess what?“ Dylan emerges from the bushes with Ryan in tow.

my mind gets thankfully distracted by sex dungeons and tree houses.

20:15

the sun had set, Jacob had lost the privileges for his favourite snack and now, we were all gathered around the fire.

i was sitting next to Kaitlyn, so Jacob was out of my sight.

maybe mean but no feelings. thanks.

„Hey Dylan can you play one direction?“ Emma suddenly asks and all eyes fall to her, „What? i was 13 once too?“ „you were a directioner?“ Abi asks and Emma sighs, „Dylan can you, or not?“

Dylan fumbles his phone, „yeah, i guess, why?“ „because i always sang one song with all the girls in theatre and yeah…nostalgic you know.“ „you nostalgic?“ Abi asks again and Emma rolls her eyes with a smile.

„what song?“ Jacob asks suddenly.

„18.“

oh.

Emma smiles and Dylan shrugs before playing it.

„louder. and don’t you dare talk during it.“ she orders us and we all listen to the song, some more hesitant than others.

Kaitlyn was shoving me the second the song came on.

the implications were so obvious even i got them.

„yes i know Kaiti, can you stop?“ „shhh.“

„sorry.“ Kaitlyn and i say at the same time.

the silence is deadly, this song is too ugh.

thank god i have my saviour from weird social interactions: nipping at a bottle.

the beer tastes like ass but what to expect in this…yeehaw county.

Emma surely wanted to start something again.

i try to block out the song and look at my…friends.

Ryan was looking into the fire, or Dylan’s hand i couldn’t tell.

Abigail and Nick were sneaking glances at each other and Emma’s eyes were darting all over the place.

but she gives me another smile when she catches me looking at her.

the song ends and Dylan clears his throat. „permission to speak?“ he asks and Emma nods with a wide grin.

„let’s…play a game.“

Dylan brought up the idea to play truth or dare and i already knew what shit Kaitlyn was going to get up to.

especially when she asks if she can make people kiss.

i give her a shove when she said that but she only grins her cheshire grin.

he starts with Abigail who gets the first awkward question but he saves her from the possible embarrassment.

because she couldn’t decide, Emma takes her turn and makes Ryan kiss Dylan, i couldn’t keep my smile contained. at least one of our gang got some love tonight.

Ryan asks Kaitlyn and she chooses Truth. „like a pussy.“ i mutter and she shoves me this time but i dodge and take a drink from my beer with a smirk.

„So you, (Y/N) and Jacob go way back, right? like, since you were kids?“

„Sadly, yes.“ Kaitlyn says and i laugh because i know she didn’t mean that. maybe if she drank enough tonight the others would meet the real Kaiti as well.

Jacob sighs while looking down.

„Lame question, bro. waste of a turn,“ i hear him, but Ryan just talks over him. Dylan leans forward and i caught a short look at him. did he have tears in his eyes?

oh shit-

i jump forward before he raises his head completely and catches me looking. that would not help the feelings conversation.

„you guys ever, ah, get down to business together?“ i smile at the memory and forget my fear of today again.

„nothing between (Y/N) and i, but when we were in middle school i made Jacob let me practice french kissing on him…but…it never went any further, cause he’s a terrible kisser…! and i was like kissing my brother. ew.“

i bust out laughing at memory of the shriek she let out after they tried that.

„still love ya, bud!“

Jacob frowns and leans back.

something was wrong.

he was so happy like 2 hours before.

„what’s wrong with Jacob?“ i whisper to Kaitlyn and she looks over for a second.

„mad cause he wasn’t picked. i’ll change that don’t you worry hunbun.“

there was her scary grin again…shivers crawl up my back and i take another confidence swing of beer, the nickname hunbun was the worst sign there was.

„Kaitlyn who do you choose?“ „Jacob.“ he lightens up and sits up straight.

„Tru-.“ „Dude, dare. dare. dare.“

i couldn’t help but smile at his hyper demeanour.

fuck. focus.

Emma giggles and my eyes wander to her, she gave me an air kiss and i catch it which makes her grin even more.

„Jacob, so you have to kiss Emma…or…“ Emma’s eyes widen and she looks away, i take another sip since apparently i would actually see them kiss now.

great.

„(Y/N).“ my eyes widen and i set off the bottle as Kaitlyn leans back to make me visible to everyone.

i swallow slowly and look in Jacob’s eyes for the first time this night.

He’s drunk.

on beer and testosterone.

my head is spinning. did i even eat anything today?

everything to distract me from this.

he grins and Kaitlyn leans back even further, visibly content with herself, giving me a last look before turning to Emma.

Jacob and i actually never kissed before. not even as practice, i heavily denied that offer back when Kaitlyn made him do it and even in truth or dare one of us always veto’d.

Jacob stands up and i’m back in reality.

„did he already decide?“

„no. i. haven’t. my dear (Y/N).“ Jacob says as he swings back and forth with every word.

„huh?“

our friends giggle and Emma leans back as well.

well she knows what’s happening again huh?

Jacob climbs over Dylan’s long legs and gives Kaitlyn a fist bump which i greatly disapprove.

„Kaiti?“ „sorry Hunbun.“ „HUNBUN!“ Emma giggles again, now her phone ready.

„Yeah Hunbun.“ Jacob mutters and i stand up, shoving my beer into Kaiti’s chest.

the minimum for what she just did.

the hunbun-nickname-feeling is spreading in my stomach like the disease it is.

i look up at Jacob only now noticing the height difference between us. „Jake…“ „shhh we have an audience.“ he teases and i close my mouth again.

my mind completely blank.

his right hand snakes around my waist and drags me closer to him, i yelp once i’m pressed flush against his body.

those damn pecks.

he laughs.

„did you mean to say that?“

his left hand weaves through my hair and lifts my head.

he looks totally cool from outside but his eyes are twirling with panic.

mine probably too.

„maybe.“ i mutter, it was too late now anyways.

„huh.“ he says and i close my eyes when he lowers his head.

our lips meet and something releases inside of me.

finally.

his fingers grip into my hip and push me even closer, goose bumps explode at the spot where his hand is and i smile into the kiss.

Jacob’s tongue breaks out and i let it in.

in my head fly by all the times where i had butterflies for him. could butterflies be described as a form of disease?

when he teased me about him finally being taller. the first time he had that stupid black baseball cap on. when he threw me over his shoulder for the first time. when he found out how good he looked with longer pushed back hair, when he saw me in my cheer uniform. during his first game. homecoming. the whole first summer after he was team captain. every fucking time he picked me up with his van. at every party. and every damn day in this stupid camp.

„fuck. Kaitlyn you were right.“

i break the kiss but don’t let go.

wait when did my arms snake around his neck?

Kaitlyn looks at me confused.

„With that?“ „him being a bad kisser?“ Emma asks, phone still in hand.

„no. No. not that. what you told me.“ Kaitlyn grins and shrugs.

„Dude?“ Jacob asks and his hands leave my body, just like my arms slide off his chest.

„She just noticed that she likes you, Bud.“

„Kaitlyn, wtf.“

„It’s the truth.“ „how about not in front of god and the world?“ i whisper-yell and Emma hold her camera full onto me.

i stare into the lens and huff.

„Emma can you fucking not?“ „what?“

„ugh.“ i storm off.

Jacob stands still like statue. „why does she always run off?“ „Well go get her, idiot.“ Emma says and finally puts her phone away.

„Kaitlyn you get my turn.“ Jacob points at his wingwoman and runs after me.

Kaitlyn hums and smiles watching him leave.

„So Emma. you to kiss…“

20:42

i come to a stop at the boathouse, but before i can walk to the dock, Jacob yells my name and comes to a halt next to me.

„hey…“

„hi.“ i say and look at his boots.

„hunbun.“

„don’t say that.“ i huff, but the smile still breaks out and he smiles as well.

„it’s a stupid name.“ „no. i like it.“ „great.“ i turn away but he pulls me back.

„we kissed.“

„yep.“

„and Kaitlyn said you like me.“ „…yep. but i…mean…friends kiss each other right?“ this was the part where he would reject me, it would be better if i just acted like…i didn’t care.

somewhat…

he stays silent and i finally get the courage to look up.

„…why are you crying?“

„do you not like me?“

„what? Jakey. i-. fuck.“

i wipe away the tears on his cheeks and sigh when i hear his quiet sniffs.

„i just don’t like to talk about my feelings,“ i mutter embarrassed. „yeah, yeah i know….but…you do. with everyone else. Kaitlyn knows you love her, all our other friends knew you liked them too, but you never…“ he breaks off and looks down at me with wobbly lips.

fuuuck i’m such an idiot…

he had cried often in front of us, just like Kaiti and i did, but this time…it hurt. really fucking hurt.

„okay. i know…it’s just…my feelings for you are the most important ones. and i guard those…when Kaitlyn rejects my friendship that doesn’t hurt as bad. but with you…“

„huh?“

he doesn’t understand.

„do you like me?“ i ask instead and stare into his eyes.

„yes.“

„Platonically?“ „what?“

„as friends or…more?“

„i asked first…kind of.“ he shrugs and i can’t help but smile.

„i don’t not like you, Jacob.“

he huffs and turns his head away.

„That’s a fucked answer.“

i sigh, „jakey…i-.“

„no, it is. dude, we never talk about this shit-.“

„this shit?“

„us. we. i dunno the pronouns.“

the corners of my mouth jump up and he notices and smiles a little before coming back to reality.

„like, dude. we’re faking it for like 15 years.“ „huh?“

what?

„uh- maybe only i was faking it.“

„Faking what?“ my voice shook with fear.

what did he mean, our friendship? did he secretly hate me all this time?

„like…the plantonic shit you said.“

oh thank god.

„platonic.“ „yeah that.“ he looks at me, waiting for my answer.

wait- so? he? what? i’m confused.

„so?“ he ask again, getting kinda impatient, something rarely seen.

„i…i’m scared you-.“

a scream was heard in the distance.

„fuck did you hear that? was that Abi?“ i immediately ask and grab his hand.

„that was not a good kind of scream.“

i give him a bitch-what look and he mumbles a sorry.

„we have to check it out.“ i drag him with me.

„uh yeah…okay…“

i run into the woods with his fingers in mine.

A/N: somehow i do love miscommunication tropes when i write them...

#jacob custos #jacob custos fanfic #jacob custos imagines #jacob the quarry #idk how to tag stuff

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survivor-trinidad-and-tobago · 1 year

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Episode 8: "i have never been so alone in the game"—Astyn

In this round: Tony, Champ, Colin, Raffy, and Kolby win Family Feud, leaving everyone else in danger of being eliminated at tribal council; half the tribe loses their vote; Astyn is voted out; and Steven wins on Purgatory and re-enters the chat after tribal council

Eman

I've gone back to feeling a bit adrift . . . I feel like I am in a good position, very close with a number of people - but I don't think I'm anyone's number one. (In fairness, I don't know that I have a ride-or-die either, just a lotta people that I really like and would be happy to continue working with.

Interestingly, I will say that I've seen a bit of negative chatter re: Astyn, and I'll come right out and say that I like them! They were one of the first people to welcome me post tribal switch and they've just been plain *nice* to me and I see no reason not to reciprocate. Maybe the two of us could somehow get a whole UTR thing going I'd be down for that.

Also finally chatting with Alex more - I broke and addressed the elephant in the room first (we now only have one extra vote between us and should strategize on how to use it at some point) and I'm reasonably certain (it's SO hard when you can't read body language) that he appreciated that.

Oh how the worm squirms . . .

I suspected Zee, now I'm close with Zee.

I was close with Kolby, now I'm finding Kolby's actions suspect.

AND I CAN'T MAKE A FREAKIN' PLAN cuz I don't know how anyone beyond my immediate group did all because Raffy was milliseconds faster on hitting enter than I was (and I'd actually like to send off to New York for a replay because there's NO FREAKIN' way that he wasn't hitting enter before the hosts were done talking. That's all I gotta say.

But I think Raffy also knew he was in danger, so I can't fault that. I'm probably in danger too (or I'm paranoid; I'll give it even odds) for being too freakin' old and too freakin' likeable (and too freakin' opinionated, but right now only my diary/the confessional booth knows that latter part).

Anyway, I'd really like to stop thinking about the game and instead go back to obsessing about other things . . . so more later.

What kinda game am I playing?

I ONLY WISH I KNEW.

Fly by the seat of my pants, what feels right in the moment, dear god I hope this doesn't come back to bite me in the ass in the long run, I wanna be likeable, but not too likeable, I wanna be smart, but not too smart, god-freakin-dammit, this is too hard, gosh-freakin-darnit this is so much fun.

That's what kinda game I'm playing.

And I am also obviously growing increasingly unhinged as time goes by.

Tony

Champ and I fuckin killed that challenge and I’m stoked that we’re in an alliance together! I’m not nervous for tribal but am torn because it feels like folks are gonna be gunnin’ for Michael. I’m gonna do my best to protect him but only hope it pays off.

Zee

We hit the merge! And my my my, I have so much shit going on it's crazy. I realized the only people I haven't really spoken to before merge were Michael and Raffy, but since the merge I kind of have just been talking about yellowjackets with Raffy, still haven't gotten around to talking with Michael but that's alright. I'm hoping that I'm on the winning tribe for this family feud thing, because I feel like there's a target on my back(put there by Raffy) and I'd really like it if I didn't have to feel like I need to play it so early on. I still don't trust anyone, of course, but right now I'm vibing the most with Kaleigh and Champ, and also with MH(Eman). The edgic definitely is super interesting, I'd like to think that I'm this under the radar player that people keep talking positive about, but I also have no idea, since it seems like(since last time they got UTRP5) that they are being talked about A LOT, by everyone, but in a positive way. So maybe it is me, who knows.

I also am majorly stressed about tribal council, to a point where it's almost unfun to actually play due to the anxiety. Why, you ask? Well, I got the read receipts on disadvantage in like....my first Idol hunt I think, which goes into effect in my next tribal council. Except the problem is, I NEVER WENT TO TRIBAL, so it's never been used. However, Trinica and AJ said they're only able to tell me how it messes up my game, AFTER tribal council, which makes it all the scarier. Can I calculate my moves based on what it does? Nope. So basically I have an advantage I know virtually nothing about now (insert yikes face here). I do know that if Raffy isn't safe, it seems like the smartest move to vote him out.

So Champ and I just had like an hour and a half call(and we're probably gonna call more later to talk about things) and like.....I don't wanna say I trust her but I really want to trust her. Like we out here vibing and I just hope she stays loyal bc I genuinely want to work with her so I think it's really good if she wants to work with me too. I feel like it would be wise to call w/Kaleigh at some point as well, just to get on top of things, but genuinely Kaleigh and Champ are the two people I want to be sitting at the end with. And I know, I know, you have to take goats along so that your game seems better and blahblahblah. Whatever, sue me. Also I genuinely don't know who is allied with who right now, but I do have theories. I think Kolby is probably in Alex's pocket, and if Alex is smart(which he is, in a very mischievous and tailored way) then he's definitely aligned with Raffy. I know MH might be close with Kolby as well, but maybe they won't tell him anything, if we(or I) stress the worries that I have surrounding that. Chances are that whatever we tell Kolby, makes a beeline right to Raffy, or at least to Alex, both of which aren't good. I definitely also think that Colin and Astyn have made their way back to Raffy, and also Colin apparently has a rather big mouth, so it's not wise to tell him anything of substance.

Champ and I also talked about who we'd want to get out, and the list as it stands is Raffy, then Alex, then Colin, in order of threat level. As it stands, the plan could be this: Kaleigh and I, and at least Jack don't have votes. There's a large possibility that more people than that don't have votes. But let's talk about what we are almost positive of. Kaleigh and Jack don't have votes, and neither do I. So, valid votes without extra votes are 9. If I use my extra vote, and Champ uses her extra vote and her normal vote, and MH votes with us, perhaps we'll be able to bring in Tony too, that gives us 5 votes. If we're lucky, the other votes will be scattered. If not, we'll either have majority, or go to rocks. At least that's the goal. I have no clue what's happening challenge wise, but we'll see. Stay tuned for more folks.

Ok so let’s get one thing straight. I still don’t trust none of these bitches. Especially since ya bitch doesn’t have a vote. HOWEVER, I think I’m making a plan. Most of the people in the Mystery Machine group(those of em w/votes) seem to want to vote Astyn, especially is good if MH can convince Tony to vote w/them. I’ve also heard Michael’s name from people like Kolby, and Colin seems to want to vote for Michael as well. Sooooo, if I’m lucky, the votes will be split somewhat between Michael and Astyn, sending one of them home. I don’t want to use my idol, because that will break the trust of everyone, so I just have to hope that tribal goes my way. Also, EVERYONE is coming out of the woodworks to talk w/me, I also have been trying to talk with others as well lol, since I kinda got a bit lax and didn’t do much talking for a bit. So I just have to stay on top of my social game more.

Colin

FUCK YEAH I'M SAFE

that challenge was so chaotic. glad we made it thru.

I haven't heard anything about the first vote yet, which is fun because I know it's going to turn out chaotic, but at LEAST I'M SAFE so I don't have to worry about it. Zee also put together a chat with me, Jack, and Champ and I suppose it's going to be an alliance. I'm excited for it, but there's not a ton of loyalty there, there's other people I wanna work with more. This group only formed because we played the codenames challenge together. I think I'm gonna try to reinstate the power rangers alliance with Raffy, Jack, and Astyn. BUT I also really wanna work with Eman and Alex, so I need to lay ground work there because we haven't been on a tribe together before.

I have nothing else to confess about so here's a power ranking of everyone on the tribe, ranked by how much I wanna work with them

1. Alex 2. Eman 3. Zee 4. Raffy 5. Kaleigh 6. Jack 7. Astyn 8. Champ 9. Kolby 10. Michael 11. Tony

will confess later when tribal starts triballing.

Jack

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side note: I love Michael and would not throw him into the firing line unless it’s a last resort option but I was HELLA frustrated with his answers screwing us in the challenge

Kolby

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Michael

We have tribal council tonight, I've heard from pretty much everyone that the vote is Astyn. Just makes sense at this point. So I'll go that way.

Raffy

I do not really have much to say. I haven't really been socializing well with my tribe, so I have no idea where the vibe is. Apparently, Kolby and Zee are leading the charge against Astyn which I hate. But I can't do much about it because I don't even have a vote. I could use my idol on Astyn, but to take out who? There's no one whose eligible that I really want gone. I wish the target would change from Astyn to Michael. If it has to be someone from OG Calypso, let it be someone I was never in an alliance with, you know? I just hope I can find my footing because I feel a bit lost right now.

Kaleigh

broooo i got a knowledge is power advantage holy shit. it stresses me out bc i’m like well maybe i should save it but i dont wanna be one of those ding dongs who leaves the game w an advantage that could have saved them. uuuuuuugggggggh.

lmao zee asked to chat and casually was like “i lost my vote in an idol hunt but i have that other vote from before,” as if she had told me about it, i was like hmm what vote? she was all “DID I NOT TELL U?” baby i c u!! u know u didn’t tell me hun. either that or the bimbo alliance is more aptly named than i thought. anyway so i'm not sure if champ told her i knew (rude) or if she just decided that she wanted to lock in w me. either way... NOTED!!!!

okay what is new what is newwwww. i’m vulnerable at tribal (i just typed TRIBLE LMFAO) , alex lost his vote in the SAME IDOL HUNT THAT ZEE DID!!! i wish i had told him not to go down that path but i didn’t know how to w/o telling him zee lost her vote. which NOW… i wish i j had cuz zee has suddenly gone extreeeemely messy. OR IS IT ME WHO’S BECOME MESSY? AM *I* THE DRAMA?!?!? zee wants michael out (probably bc he is the person she��s spent the least time talking with) and i want astyn out (for the same reason and also they are allied w raffy who is not allowed to get far in this game!!). so zee asked who we should vote and i said astyn and she was like “or we could stay soca strong and vote out michael.” LOL voting out astyn would be soca strong??? what r u talking aboutttTTT!!! and alex said after he threw Astyn’s name out to zee and zee said michael, five minutes later colin told alex that kolby was the one who mentioned michael’s name , not zee LMAOOO she is just… doing a lot. these sentences are so confusing even to me. ANYWAY.

alex and i are pipe dreaming about whether or not there’s a way to get zee out tonight - i havent told him (or anyone) about my advantage, j bc i’m kinda scared he’ll target me, but honestly i like alex and it feels like he’s been pretty forthcoming with me about stuff, AND he’s usually available for a phone call which is like everythinggg. like i like playing w him. we also figured out michael and tony might be irl friends bc alex noticed a familiarity when tony said something to trinica in the scavenger hunt challenge and michael told me yday he’s friends w trin and that’s why he’s in this game. AGAIN… something steven was correct about - he had said that he chose michael to be on that second soca formation bc he wanted to separate michael and tony bc they were both in texas and might know each other. genius! i miss steven!! but michael and i talked game finally (phew) and he seems to want to work with me and also alex which YAY. he said he and tony are voting astyn. i wish it felt like there was an easy way to get zee out this round cuz her gameplay is giving CONFUSING. and i dont like it LOL i haven’t gotten to talk to champ at all since the results of the challenge came out, and i’m kind of nervous about that. i thiiiiink we can get astyn out but zee is making me very wary cuz she’s j not rly replying and knowing that she’s trying to orchestrate some weird michael vote out is just creeping me out. ANYWHO… not much else to say. i might tell alex that zee lost her vote the same way he did to see if he can come up with any ideas to get her out tonight but i j dont think i feel it. might be too big a move rn or too divisive or alienating to ppl who aren’t in on the vote. or maybe it would just fail LOL who knows!! astyn feels like a safe vote rn but who knows what will happen before/at tribal. not me :) part of me is like, vote me out so i can have my life back!!! and the other part is like, if i get voted out my life will be over!! which is… truly out of touch with reality!!

Alex

It's fascinating seeing everyone keeping their cards so close to their chest for this first vote. Kolby and Zee both straight up asked me who I was thinking without any buildup but when I spun it back on Zee she was like "I don't have any big thoughts." Like, I know you suggested Michael to Kaleigh so you definitely have thoughts, you just suddenly don't want to share them with me? I know Eman and I will talk game today but we're at least having conversation outside of the game, too. Kaleigh and Michael are the two I feel genuinely solid with right now, and Champ, she's just hard to reach already and it makes me worried going forward. Kaleigh and I were thinking Asytn because they're one of the only two we haven't really met yet, and when Kaleigh floated it to Michael Michael floated it to me. So I think we're all solid as a trio, we just don't have a group chat or anything to make it official like Champ, Kaleigh, and I do. Jack it sounds like is also on board, at least for Astyn, but I don't know if it's because he and Michael are close or because he's just going along with what keeps him safe. Colin and I are dancing around giving up any information to each other and since he's tight with Zee I'm trying not to make the first move. Raffy and I haven't talked since before the challenge even kicked off, so I don't know where we stand, and Tony and I haven't talked since pre-merge but whatever.

LMAO I just remembered I don't even have a vote for this. Idol hunting is a nightmare and I'm half-considering stopping hunting entirely so I don't get hit with something else.

Astyn

This round been so quiet for me. I feel like my time has come to an end in this game. I was so excited to make merge. But i have never been so alone in the game. People I thought I was working with with aren't talking to me.

Tribal Council

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Votes

Lost Votes: Alex, Kaleigh, Zee, Raffy, Jack, Astyn

Colin: Michael (I don’t think you’re going but unanimous votes are boring!)

Tony: Astyn (nothing personal, we just didn’t have time to connect)

Michael: Astyn (At this point it just makes sense for my game, hope you have a good one!)

Champ: Astyn (OPE OPE OPE)

Eman: Astyn (I hate voting for an enby during Pride month, but to do otherwise would be tokenism.)

Kolby: Astyn (they’re super sweet and i’m sad about this but everyone just wants an easy vote and i don’t want to rock the boat this early in the merge!)

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Pairing: dark!Natasha Romanoff x dark!Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader

Summary: Natasha and Wanda search for their printsessa with the help of Tony.

Warnings: dark themes, gun use, blood mention, serious injury

A/N: am I devastated that this is the final part of one of my favorite things I’ve ever written? absolutely! but I’m also really happy with myself for being able to turn the images in my head for this ending into coherent words. I’ve been holding onto this idea for weeks and I’m ecstatic to see everyone’s response to it. I’ll be letting you know later on this week what’s coming next! 👀

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With Clint’s assistance, Natasha and Wanda were able to quickly create a plan and make their way to the last base, using the fear and anger of their girlfriend’s disappearance to barrel through anyone that stood in the way of intel collection. They wasted no time in waking everyone up when they returned to the safe house.

“Is there a security breach?” Steve questioned as the group gathered, and Natasha tossed the hard drive at him.

“We got everything, and we need to get back--”

“Oh, I get it,” Sam cut in with an eye roll. “They rushed through the mission to get back to their girlfriend so they can cuddle and all that cute shit--”

“She’s missing!” Wanda growled as her eyes began to glow, causing Sam to step back a few feet with wide eyes.

Everyone aside from Clint started asking questions all at once, and Natasha shut them all down with a stern command to be ready to fly out in ten minutes. Bags were packed and bodies were dressed as the team rushed to get to the jet, afraid of what might happen if they delayed the two women any longer.

“While we’re checking out the house, I need someone looking into Wesley L/N,” Natasha ordered, nodding as Tony volunteered and sending him all the information she had.

“Who is this, her brother?”

“Her cousin, if that’s even true--”

“It is, we checked the family history,” Wanda insisted, grabbing Natasha’s hand with a shaky breath. “They’re really close, he wouldn’t hurt her.”

“We don’t know that! Anyone can do something terrible if they’re pushed far enough--”

“Stop! Just fucking stop!” Wanda cried out as she covered her face with her hands, and Natasha moved to wrap her arms around her as she sat in the seat beside her.

“I’m sorry, Wan. I’m just worried and my brain is wired to go to the worst case scenario instantly.”

Wanda simply sniffled as tears started spilling down her cheeks again, leaning her head against Natasha’s shoulder as she accepted the comforting embrace. After a few minutes of silence between the pair, Wanda dropped her hands into her lap as she glanced at green eyes already absentmindedly staring at her, lowering her voice as she spoke.

“I want to ruin his mind before we kill him.”

The house felt empty and colder without your presence, every step on the carpeted floor of the front room seemed to echo around the building. Tears threatened to build in Wanda’s eyes again but she held them back, intent on believing that they will find you and bring you back where you belong. Only they could take care of what you needed.

A heavy feeling washed over their hearts when they entered your solo room and discovered some of your clothes and shoes were missing, along with the travel bag you’d first arrived with. The guest room Wesley resided in was also void of his presence, and anything that could clue them into where he’d taken you.

“Tash, look.”

Natasha followed her gaze to the security room, cursing loudly in Russian when she noticed the door left wide open. She stormed inside, clenching her fist in anger when she noticed the tiny plastic baggie holding the miniscule tracker that was supposed to be in your leg right now.

“He’s a psychiatrist, not a fucking surgeon!” she fumed as she showed the object to Wanda. “How did he get this out?!”

Wanda walked around her to get to one of the computers, logging in as fast as her fingers would allow her to type and bringing up the security footage from the last several days. For the most part, the two of you acted normally, doing all the things you’d told them about like playing games and watching TV, but the sight of the two of you emerging from the TV room in the basement and entering the game room brought something to her attention.

“Did you see that?” She backed up the footage and switched over to slow motion. “She’s limping.”

“Isn’t that the day she hurt her leg in the backyard?”

“Yes, but…” The backyard footage is brought up next and skipped through until the moment of your ‘injury’. “This happened almost two hours later, meaning--”

“It was a cover for the tracker removal.” Natasha cursed once more as she released a frustrated sigh. “She’s getting locked in her room as soon as she gets back here.”

A notification similar to a phone ringing went off on one of the monitors, and the two women scurried over to answer the incoming call from Tony.

“Everything you had on this Wesley kid checks out, no criminal history or secret ties to any Hydra related groups, or anything else you have to worry about. However, I tried tracking and hacking into his phone and it seems to be wiped clean. So I got into his phone records with his cell company and his last call was made to an unsaved number connected to someone named Kendall, last known address in Nebraska.”

“Send it to us, please.”

They were on their feet as soon as the call ended, grabbing the mission bags abandoned in the doorway and heading off to their respective rooms to repack for the trip.

In nearly the same moment, you were in your safe house in Nebraska, rounding the corner to enter Wesley’s room. He knew something was wrong by the way your eyes watered and your shaky hand held onto the bugging device.

“They found us.” There was no questioning tone in his voice, but you answered with a nod anyway.

“Pack everything you brought and get out of here, drive toward the west coast until you run out of gas and hide wherever you stop.”

“What?! I can’t leave you here! They’ll just take you back and it’ll be worse than before.”

“I’ll be fine, Wes,” you assured him with a gentle squeeze of your hand over his. “I planned for this too, and if I know them as well as I think, I’ll be free to come find you.”

Wesley was packed and gone within the next hour, and you worked quickly to transform the space, make it seem as if you’d been the only one to reside in the home. Once that was set, you changed clothes and positioned yourself in an armchair against the wall in the front room, a gun resting in your lap. You didn’t move when a knock was heard on the front door that night, simply waited until the visitors got impatient and picked the lock to force their way in.

“You worried us, printsessa, disappearing like that,” Natasha addressed you in a chilling tone as the two of them stopped a few feet away from you. “And we’ll deal with that later, after you tell Wesley to come out so we can punish him first.”

“He’s not here,” you told her calmly. “His only job was to bring me here--”

“And take the tracker out of your leg, which we will be putting back,” Wanda interjected with a stern expression. “Now, you can either come with us to the car willingly or we’ll drag you.”

“I won’t be doing either of those things.” You stood slowly, lifting the gun to your temple as you went. “Your only choices are to leave me here and go back to the way your lives were before I came in, or you can let me die. If you take me again, I’ll just fight you every day until you wish you’d killed me yourself. No matter how you manipulate my mind, my true self will never love someone who wants to control me. I’ll tell you how much I hate you for ruining my life every second I’m able, and I’ll kill myself the moment I get the chance to do so.”

You noticed the glassy look in their eyes as they faced each other, and you knew they were having a silent conversation in their minds. Seconds felt like minutes as they seemed to discuss their options, eventually turning back to face you. Wanda was fully crying now, and Natasha seemed to be physically holding back her own emotional break.

“We always thought we’d be able to love and care for you until our dying days.” Her shaky voice filled the quiet room. “But we understand if you don’t want that, and we’re sorry that you’ll never be able to love anyone else.”

Before you had time to react, Natasha was pulling a gun out and aiming it at your heart, the sound of the shot echoing and triggering Wanda’s instant sobbing. Natasha was quick to pull her into her arms, facing her away from you as you tumbled to the ground, your own weapon sliding away as your free hand weakly pressed against the oversized sweatshirt that covered your wound.

The two women hurried out of the house as you began to choke and cough up blood, not able to stomach hearing or seeing anymore, and the sound of a car speeding off echoed throughout the neighborhood. Waiting another minute or two to be sure they left, you got up to walk off to the bathroom, wiping the fake blood off your palm the best you could. After slipping the bulletproof vest off your torso and washing your hands, you quickly rinsed your mouth and brushed your teeth to get rid of the red stains, lifting your head to look in the mirror with a smile when you were done.

You looked pretty good for a dead woman.

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teeztheflag · 4 years

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I c h h a b e e i n e n P l a n ! (I have a plan!)

⋆ pairing: demon!yeo sang x reader x demon!seong hwa(poly!ateez)

⋆ genre: demon au, suggestive, crack, smut

⋆ warnings: self-consciousness, flirting, smut, emotional self, sexual teasing, Yeo Sang comes up with a dumb plan

⋆ words: 2,200

a/n: I hope you like it anon! <3 / no proof read! will do tomorrow

⋆ „Just showing you what you’re missing on.“

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„The guys are right. It would literally be the best for all of us.“ Yeo Sang pops a blueberry into his mouth and frowns in thought. Hearing a chuckle from behind he smiles mischievously at his older brother and sends him a questioning look.

„What?“

Seong Hwa prepares some snacks into bowls and looks over to the young demon before speaking up. „I don’t know - I mean... earlier you have been the first to say that you are against it... so what changed?“

Yeo Sang sighs and leans on the kitchen counter to eye him. „If I think about it again it makes sense. I mean if we were to talk with her and not San and Woo Young.“

Seong Hwa grins while taking the bowls and makes his way into the big living room of their mansion followed by Yeo Sang.

„Yeah, let’s just ask her. But I am one hundred percent sure she’s going to say no. She’s not ready and if I look at ourselves we aren’t, too.“

„Is there the right time to be ready? We are all craving for proximity and touch... we are mates.“

„I didn’t know I would ever hear this from our Yeo Sang‘ie! Our (y/n) really has her effect on you.“ He laughs out heartly and Yeo Sang pushes the oldest a little bit to hide his embarrassment. Before he can say anything the ring bells and his heart beat quickens at the arrivement of their mate.

You’re standing in front of the door making a little dance - the dance when you have to pee quickly. When the door opens you run straight to the toilet ignoring Seong Hwa who stood there with opened arms waiting for a hug that was much needed after the whole two days he didn’t see you.

He pouts and closes the door with a smile when he realizes you ran to the toilet but grimaces when Yeo Sang grins at him.

„What? Don’t forget about your plan playboy and then we will see who’s laughing!“ Yeo Sang‘s eyes turn dark at his words and something itches inside him.

After you finished your gaze turns to the mirror to examine your look and suddenly you feel a little bit insecure again. You didn’t look pretty good today thanks to the exams you took the last weeks. Exhausted living of coffee and the lack of sleep wasn’t good for anyone’s well being.

You shyly went into the living room looking around to see Yeo Sang already snuggled into the couch under a blanket. „Hello, (y/n).“ Without giving you a glance or anything you decide to put your things on the ground for staying over the night and pout because of the lack of recognition by the boy.

Maybe it’s for the best you look like shit...

You mutter a small ‚hi‘ and flinch when Seong Hwa comes up behind you and engulfs you into a strong embrace using the chance to hide his face into the crook of your neck. You feel your body freezing up at his touch and the warm breath on your neck.

After a few seconds you start trying to wiggle out of his arms but he only fastens his hold on you and a breathless chuckle leaves the demon. „Where do you think you’re going, mate?“

„I - I just want to sit down and start with the movie...“ Great, you’re stuttering now.

„Mh? It’s only 7 we have all the time. The boys won’t be back until 11.“

„It’s Sanghwa time!“ Yeo Sang cheers up from the couch and of course he listened intently to your and Seong Hwa‘s interaction while scrolling through the movies.

You unintentionally roll with your eyes and finally escape the cave of arms that trapped you. „I didn’t know it was only us today. Where are the crackheads?“ Yeo Sang opens the blanket for you but stops midway seeing your clothes.

„Don’t you have anything more comfortable to wear?“

„What do you mean? It’s a jeans and a top it’s ok...“ Yeo Sang frowns and looks at Seong Hwa for a short moment before he vanishes out of the room probably bringing something to wear for you.

After arguing with Yeo Sang about the genre of the movie Seong Hwa comes back with a hoodie from his closet and a loose jogger. You raise your eyebrows at the choice and are clearly confused when Yeo Sang speaks up. „You know, if you had clothes here it would be much easier. You’re practically living here anyway.“

Seong Hwa hides his smile at the first attempt of his younger brother and finally chuckles when you completely ignore him and take the clothes to change in the bathroom.

Trying to sit at the end miserably fails when Seong Hwa is quick to lift you up easily putting you between the two boys. You know it doesn’t make any sense to argue over it and you’re also quickly silenced about the movie when the oldest starts to feed you with candy and other delicious snacks.

Minutes after you really find yourself enjoying the two being so close to you although the clothes don’t help with your self confidence today... Sparkles suddenly ignite on your skin when you feel Yeo Sang leaning down to your side while his nose brushes your ear and then your chin.

You feel like paralyzed and curse at yourself for always acting like a shy teen when the demons started to get all cozy with you. Also it was an experience to have the attention of not only one love interest but eight. Although it only has been the three of you right now you were sure of one thing - getting attention of one of your mates was beyond everything you believed a love could give. It was mesmerizing and left you blissful to no end.

The butterflies in your stomach always came up in those situations making it hard for you to control your breathing - or even your whole self. You didn’t trust yourself. The urge to slowly build a connection and find out about the bond wasn’t the easiest when more of the boys couldn’t hold themselves back in your environment.

You’re pulled out of your thoughts when Yeo Sang places a hesitating kiss on your shoulder and Seong Hwa firmly placing his palm on your thigh.

„You smell wonderful...“ Yeo Sang is sure his orbs already turned into a devilish red by now and he suppresses his need to turn you around to kiss your delicate lips. Like earlier he gets into Seong Hwa‘s head seeing much more conflicting thoughts than his own - mixed with the plot of the movie and questions about it he could never come up with.

His unnatural abilities make it possible for the demon to hear your quickened heartbeat but he tries not to look into your thoughts. Although no one would ever know he did it Yeo Sang swore to himself to respect people and their minds - from time to time. (With his brothers it was another subject...)

„Seong Hwa, I have an idea... and by seeing your unholy thoughts I am convinced you will be much more than alright with it.“ A sinister smirk plays on his lips and while you just relax a little bit because Yeo Sang stopped his soothing touches on you the evening turns into something you didn’t expect.

„(y/n)?“

„Mh.“

„I - we, wanted to ask you something.“

„Okay?“ Your gaze is still trained on the tv not paying much attention to Yeo Sang. „What would you say about moving in with us - I know that our relationship is still a little bit... fresh, but, for us it would only make sense.“

This catches your attention indeed. You turn your head to both sides seeing Seong Hwa‘s and Yeo Sang‘s impassive face while the two study your reaction carefully.

„Nope.“ You pop the ,p‘ slightly and lean back much more into the cushions trying to hide away so you couldn’t see their reactions.

„Mh, okay...“ They really just gave up? But it was Seong Hwa and Yeo Sang you were talking about. The most respective guys to you. If it was for some of the others you would probably be bend over now and -

The movie goes on and after actually thinking the subject was over Yeo Sang stands up to go to the toilet for a moment leaving you and the cuddling Seong Hwa alone on the big couch.

His palm was still placed neatly and protectively on your thigh when you suddenly feel it moving up to your flower zone. You gulp at the goosebumps forming on your skin and stop yourself from pushing his hand away - because - it definitely felt way too good and although you wouldn’t admit it you desired for some love and their touches.

Seong Hwa‘s dark eyes lingered on your face and with his other hand he started to caress your face up to your lips. Your eyes felt heavy and slowly you closed them intensifying your senses to his lustful motions. His index stopped at your clit and with the lightest push a chuckle leaves him fascinated by the little moan your mouth just escaped.

You feel ashamed and your eyes open but Seong Hwa is quick to lay you down on the couch putting pressure on your abdomen to soothe you. „Relax, baby.“

His eyes and the usual smile stayed in your mind when you commit to his will and lay back to let him do how he wants. Your hands quickly find their way into his soft hair and naturally you lift your lower body for him to take off your joggers.

You panick a little bit when you feel him also pulling down your slip with the movement but can’t stop him when your arms are jerked back carefully. Yeo Sang is grinning at you from the top while locating your wrists above your head.

Time seems to fly by while Seong Hwa is eating you out like a bee zipping lusciously from his favorite flower. Your moans are music to his ears and while you cannot stop yourself from complete falling for the demons by enjoying the pleasure and relaxation they are giving you way too much you feel yourself heating up you can feel the knot in your belly tighten by any second.

„I - ah, I think I am going to...“ Suddenly the boys let go of you leaving you thirsty for the satisfaction. Your eyes shoot open immediately feeling betrayed but much more angry and horny than ever. Never did anyone of them do this to you - well, Yun Ho liked to play this game but not Seong Hwa and Yeo Sang. They were the sweetest, most caring and „assholes!“

Seeing the shit eating grin of Seong Hwa and also arrogant eyes of Yeo Sang make your blood boil. You feel exposed and vulnerable while they are fully closed having all the control over you and you hate it. Nah, it’s hot... but you don’t know what they are the fuck up to right now.

Without anyone saying anything you make a move to pull up the joggers disappointment clearly written all of your face. Yeo Sang and Seong Hwa stand up to watch you making eye contact in between. You sit on the couch in front of them sulking over the event not wanting to look up to them.

„Do you want to embarrass me or what is this about?“

Yeo Sang leans down and with his pointy lifts up your chin to catch your gaze and lock it with a knowing look.

„Just showing you what you’re missing on.“

Again a bubble of anger builds up in you and you stand up to grimace at the two. „You’re really dickheads! You’re playing with me!“ The both start to chuckle a little bit but quickly stop when they see your eyes watering and your hands turn into fists.

Maybe Yeo Sang‘s plan was a little bit too much for your emotional self today?

Seong Hwa‘s quick to relating it, too, and tries to reach out for his mate to console and apologize.

„Oh (y/n), I am sorry it was a bad idea - “

„I - I just need a moment.“ Quickly following you and telling your name a much bigger problem is about to come when the door suddenly opens presenting all the other boys with the sight of you being all teary and red in the face.

More tears flow down your cheeks and you descend the stairs with quick steps while the others watch the show confused and worried.

„What the hell happened with her?“ Jong Ho speaks up anger already written over his face at the thought something‘s up with his mate.

„I made a plan so Seong Hwa went down on her and - “

„Was it that bad?“ San asks mischievously into the round quickly getting the message of the others it was the wrong question right now.

Hong Joong sighs when a big argument starts hearing your little sobs from upstairs knowing you had some hard weeks behind you and being extra soft at the moment... they better come up with something good to get you out of the bubble.

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gofancyninjaworld · 4 years

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OPM Parallel School Series: Junior High School Student Saitama

Translated by @vibhavm with additional help from Redditors /u/graywords and /u/lucci85.

As part of the drama CDs from 2017, ONE didn’t just write stories set in the canonical story. He also penned lighter-hearted alternative universe stories, set in a high school... with predictable hijinks.

Audio link: https://soundcloud.com/vibhav-745976766/parallel-school-series-junior

We start:

Saitama (Sa): In this universe, there exists another world different from our world, a parallel world. This is another me, another Saitama, who lives in that parallel world.

Sonic (So): And I, Speed o' Sound Sonic, who went out of my way to transfer to Z Municipal Peace Middle School to settle my dispute with this Saitama!

Sa: (Well, there he is.)

Sa: (What's with the attitude?)

So: On the blood-covered battlefield known as the Sports Festival, in truth I was not really motivated for it, but I was unconsciously beginning to display my true abilities as the strongest ninja, and would unexpectedly become the star of the Sports Festival!

Sa: (It's just at a regular middle school sports festival.)

Sa: (I guess there are guys like that, who pretend they aren't motivated but are actually super excited.)

Sa: (Huh, so you really participated that much?)

So: This... is the lightning-speed sports documentary that recorded my heroism!

So: It’s the day before the Sports Festival.

So: To do image training for the bread eating contest, I was running to school eating a piece of bread.

Sa: You are fully motivated, aren’t you. I haven’t seen a guy like that.

So: Well now, Speed-o’-Sound Sonic, this is the last lap and I’m on one last straight line. It’s the last spot!

So: Fast! Fast! Crazy speed! Now, overtake Saitama running in front of you! Eh, seriously?!

Boom

So: Why the hell were you there on the last straight line?!

Sai: Huh? You tripped and fell on your own, what are you talking about?

So: gasp Hmph, you’ve got the wrong idea.

So: Running to school eating a piece of bread to do image training for the bread eating contest...

So: ...I was doing nothing of the sort! Not at all!

Sa: We don't even have a bread eating contest at our Sports Festival.

So: Eh… Anyway, tomorrow's sports day, be prepared for it! I’ll beat you up until you can’t stand, without fail!

So: I’ll turn the sports day into a bloodbath!

Sai: Uhh, you and I are on the same go-home club team.

So: Eh.. Uh… Hmph…

Music and fireworks

PPP: Sooo, let’s start this year’s Z-City Peace Junior High School Sports Day.

PPP: A physical festival, where muscles will clash with muscles!

PPP: I’m Puri Puri Prisoner, the speaker, i’m very fond of young boys.

PPP: And for the commentator… the well-known first-year junior high school student, Sweet Mask chan is joining us!

SM: Thank you for having me.

PPP: Well then, Amai Mask chan, you hold your annual winning streak with your Student Council team: what’s your outlook for this year?

AM: It goes without saying. This year too, my Student Council team will win without fa-

So: Hehehehehhehe. You’re pretty foolish, Student Council.

AM: Huh! You are…

So: chuckles

AM: Who are you?

PPP: This month a new student was transferred in this school for an exchange draft, B-group, attendance number 8. You’re Speed-o’-Sound Sonic-chan! You prefer a 40-degree temperature for your baths, and you enter the bathtub from the right. And apparently you don’t sleep in a bed but in a futon.

So: Ugh, why do you know so much about me!

PPP: It’s natural for teachers to keep the profile of their cutest students.

So: Anyway! This year's "go-home club team", teamed up with me, Speed o' Sound Sonic, their Golden Rookie, will be on a completely different level than before!

SM: Hmph. So the number of small fries increased by one-

So: I’m not alone.

So: The only man I consider a rival, Saitama! His gofer, the cyborg Genos! Furthermore, the strongest man, King is also here!

So: With those three, everything should be treated very seriously!

PPP: Are you talking about those 3 hurriedly eating over there?

Genos (Ge): Captain Saitama, what would you like as ingredients for the rice balls?

Sai: Salmon for me.

Ge: And you King senpai?

King (K): Tuna.

So: Hey! What are you doing relaxing! The fight is about to start!

Sa: Hm? Mmm..mmm… You wanna eat too? gulp Genos’s Fried Rice Balls are pretty tasty.

So: Mm, well now, let me see.

So: Mmmh, the sweet savoury smell of soy sauce with barley rice flour is- HEY YOU ALL!

Ge: Hmph. The Rice Balls weren't for you in the first place.

So: Tch, this guy.

AM: Did you already fall out with your friends? You can’t challenge our strongest student council team in such a mess.

AM: You should know your social standing. You’re an eyesore. It’s best if you quickly run home.

So: Such a way of talking…

So: You all! Aren’t you annoyed by how he’s talking to us!

Sa: Genos, grab me a barley tea?

King: Yeah, me too!

Ge: Ah, yes!

So: These guys are hopeless. They don’t listen at all…

AM: Heh, good luck with that. It’s going to be useless though. Hahahaha.

So: Tch, you bastards! You’ve acted like this all the time！

Ge: It’s according to plan. With this, the student council has let their guard down.

So: What?!

So: That means, could it be… their lax behaviour up until now…

Ge: Hmph, obviously. It was a fake in order to fool the opponent. Right, Captain Saitama?

Sa: Mh? What did you say?

Ge: Sonic, was it? How can’t you understand that even though you say you’re a ninja?

So: Uh...

So: I don't like your tone of voice, but....

So: I see. As expected of Saitama. I don’t see you as my rival for nothing.

PPP: And noooow, the first event, the mock cavalry battle is starting.

PPP: All contestants, please reach your friends!

Ge: Now then, Captain Saitama, King Senpai, let’s head into battle!

Sai: Ehhh, I'm full from overeating Rice Balls. Is it necessary to have four people? What a drag.

So: This isn’t a strategy at all is it!

SM: After all, the mock cavalry battle finished and naturally our student council team’s victory was secured. The home team was totally unfocused. But I won’t talk about it, because it was quite an embarrassing sight.

So: What a way of talking…

PPP: Well, apparently the Student Council Team is overwhelmingly above the others and leads the chart as of now.

AM: It seems the match is settled.

So: The student council team is 1280 points ahead huh. But there’s one last match.

So: The opposition club activities relay is left!

King: That's right, I believe the team that wins the relay gets 9 times the points.

Sa: Wait, that's way too many.

Ge: I see. If we win the relay, that means we can win by 8,999,999,998,720 points, then.

Sa: Huh. Did we really need that calculation?

So: Anyway! The game starts now! Just you watch, Student Council!

AM: Hahahaha, I could say the same to you from the horrible state you seem to be in.

AM: Everyone! They may be in last place, but the Go-Home Team is desperately trying hard, so please give them a round of applause!

AM: However, I, Amai Mask, pledge that my Student Council team will win the final opposition club activities relay, and achieve complete overall victory.

crowd applauding

So: Tch, what an unpleasant guy.

AM: Good luck to you all, even though I think you’re hopeless.

So: You all, despite being made such a fool of, you’re still-

Ge: All according to plan, this time for sure the Student Council has let their guard down.

So: gasp

So: So you mean... this pathetically slow start... I can't believe it!

Ge: Obviously, this is the final event that will decide everything.

Ge: It was a strategy to retain stamina until the opposition club activities relay. Right, captain Saitama?

Saitama: Man, I'm gettin' sleepy now.

So: I see, to deceive your opponents, you must first start with your allies. I was completely deceived.

So: Alright! Well then, let’s decide on our running order immediately!

Ge: Captain Saitama, what number would you like?

Saitama snoring

K: He’s having a sound nap.

So: This definitely isn’t a strategy at all is it!

PPP: Ok, time for the final event! The activity is the relay fight! The winning team will not only receive 9 times the points, but also a prize of 50 thousand yen!

So: Eh!?

K: Oh, you woke up.

So: So basically, I’ll be running for all 3 people?!

Sa: Well, what number do you want me to run in, Sonic?

So: Saitama…

Ge: Captain…

PPP: Well then, starting off with our first runners -- for the Student Council, their secretary, Drive Knight Chan!

DK: At last, it’s my turn…

PPP: And the go-home team self proclaimed vice captain, Genos-chan!

Ge: For the sake of the Go-Home club, I cannot lose!

PPP: Everyone is ready for the start...

mechanical sound

PPP: Wow, Drive Knight-chan! The lower half of his mechanical body transformed into a horse-shaped one!

PPP: Amai Mask chan, isn’t this foul play?

AM: Obviously, this is not foul play. As the opponent is also a cyborg.

PPP: That’s true…

DK: Genos-kun… This is the latest model lower body I prepared for this Sports Festival. The likelihood of you winning again such equipment is next to zero.

Ge: hmph, next to zero you say?

DK: That’s right. Therefo-

Ge: So you mean, it’s not zero, right.

mechanical noise

PPP: The race finally begins! Drive Knight chan and Genos chan, the two advance at a speed that far surpasses human expectations!

running and trotting noise

PPP: Oh, as expected, the performance is different. Drive Knight chan is leading.

DK: Of course...

Ge: I see. Naturally, I can’t best him in leg power. However…

mechanical sound

Ge: Incineration cannon!

Explosions noise

PPP: Ah, what was that?! Drive Knight-chan was blown away by Genos-chan’s Incineration cannon and went out of bounds! And in that moment, Genos-chan has pulled ahead!

AM: That damn Go-home team…

AM: The use of weapons is against the rules!

So: What an idiot! That’s nowhere in the Sports Festival’s guidebook!

AM: Son of a... If it's come to this, I'll just use my position in the Student Council to mark this as a loss for the Go-Home Club due to foul play...

DK: There is no need for that.

AM: Drive Knight!?

DK: I told you, didn’t I? My equipment is the latest model.

DK: If you are going to come at me with weapons, I will counter-attack with even stronger weapons.

DK: Tactical Transformation: Sports Festival Special.

PPP: Oh, Drive Knight-chan’s horse part transformed again! This time it transformed into a missile!

PPP: Ah, look out Genos chan!

Shit ton of noise

PPP: The missile shot by Drive Knight-chan landed! Genos-chan’s body is in pieces. I feel so sorry, Genos-chan! Drive Knight-chan goes right past him!

DK: Sorry, Genos-kun. However, this is reality.

PPP: How can you call this a sports festival anymore?! The other runners have lost their fighting spirit and are falling apart one after another!

AM: As expected of Drive Knight. This match is already over.

G: I wonder about that.

AM: Hah! Genos-kun, with that broken down body, what can-

G: Rocket Punch!

AM?: What?!

Genos’s theme playing

PPP: Oh! Genos’s right hand holding the baton is flying off at even faster speed!

DK: Huh, impossible.

PPP: In a blink of an eye, the second place runner flies past Drive Knight to Sonic-chan!

G: Even if my body is broken and scattered into pieces, I will definitely pass the baton! That is the spirit of the going-home club team!

So: Hmph. Good performance for someone who’s Saitama’s errand-boy.

So: Now it’s up to me, Speed o’ Sound Sonic!

PPP: Wow! The Go-Home team takes the lead, and right after that, the baton of the Student Council team goes to its second player, Flashy Flash-chan!

DK: Forgive me, Flash. It’s up to you now.

Flash (FF): Leave it to me.

So: I’m gonna win this by a landslide！

PPP: Now; it’s a match between Speed o’ Sound Sonic chan and Flashy Flash chan!

PPP: Both have the cute face and speed I love so much. So, so fast!

So: That Student Council guy, he’s not bad…

So: Still, can you actually follow me like this?

FF: Seems like a good runner for the Go-Home team...

FF: still, don’t think you can win against me in speed!

PPP: They both fast, Fast, FAST!! I mean, they’re so fast I can't see them at all! I can’t see anything, it’s all enveloped in a cloud of dust!

So: Alright, take it, Saitama!

Sa: Eh? Where?

Sa: I got dust in my eyes, I can’t see a thing.

So: WHAT ARE YOU DOING!? QUICKLY TAKE THE BATON!

FF: Take it, Zombieman!

Zombieman (ZM): Right, nice job Flash!

So: Hey, carry across the baton Saitama!

Sa: I can’t remove the dust in my eyes…

So: JUST RUN SAITAMA!!!

PPP: Anyway, I couldn’t see anything at all, but it seems like the third runners, Saitama-chan and Zombieman-chan started at almost the exact same time!

So: It seems that everyone has had a chance to see Sonic at the speed of sound!！

PPP: Nope, I didn't see you at all, Sonic chan.

So: What?

PPP: Nobody could see it, too bad.

So: Eh…?

FF: Hey, are you alright? You look like you’re on the brink of death.

PPP: Meanwhile, Saitama is nowhere to be seen!

So: Huh, what did you say!?

PPP: Saitama chan, where did you go off to?

sound effect

Sa: Huh, wait a sec. This scenery is a bit unfamiliar-

BOOM Tropical music

Sa: Eh? Where am I…?

Sa: Ah by any chance, did I take the wrong course? Crap…

Sa: I was running without seeing anything because of the dust...

Sa: Hey this is a jungle…

Sa: Crap, I need to get back quickly.

animal roaring

Sa: Hmm? Something about the animals...

Boom Weird laugh/cry

Sa: Are you… a monster?

Monster (M): That’s right.

I’m a poacher that was monsterfied after a trip to the jungle! With my overwhelming physical ability that was trained to perfection in the jungle, and my hunting instincts, I now reign at the pinnacle of this jungle's ecosystem. As the ultimate invasive species, I will tear people like you, who don the mantle of civilization and allow your physical abilities to devolve, limb from pale civilized limb--

BOOM

Sa: Oops… I should have asked that monster now about which way to Z-City.

Sa: Ah well, it’s probably that way-

Boom

PPP: While Saitama-chan is absent, Zombiman is still running alone!

ZM: Why can’t I see anybody, is this not the sports festival? What am I even racing against? Can I just keep running like this?

AM: Don’t think about it Zombieman, just keep running like that.

ZM: All- Alright, Amai Mask.

So: Damn it, where did Saitama go off to! Hey Genos!

Ge: There’s only one possibility I can think of.

So: What is it?

Ge: He might have gone home.

So: What!? Why in the absolute hell would anyone go home at a time like this!?

Ge: How Naive. You still don’t know anything about the go-home club.

AM: Hmph, looks like this time the match is over.

So: NNGHHHH

Beeping-like sounds

Genos: I sense something, it’s coming!

AM: What!?

PPP: Oh, he’s finally back here, Saitama-chan!

Seigi Shikkou playing

Sa: Sorry, sorry. I went the wrong way…

So: What were you doing, you idiot!

Sa: It’s your fault for spreading dust clouds everywhere.

PPP: However, Zombieman-chan is a long way away in the lead now.

AM: You’re too late.

So: Well, I wonder about that!

AM: What?

Sa: Alrighty, this time I won’t make a mistake.

BWOOSH

PPP: Fa- fa- fast!

Ge: As expected, Captain! His eyes have gone red, probably because money is on the line!

PPP: Saitama chan easily passed Zombieman chan!

ZM: Fast, way too fast!

PPP: And he’s rapidly gaining a wide lead.

AM: Impossible! That plain looking faced guy can’t be this fast!-

Crunch

PPP: Ohh… Amai Mask chan crushed his microphone…

PPP: Mr. Saitama gets ready and passes the baton to King-chan, the anchor!

Sa: I leave the rest to you.

K: Yeah…

PPP: On the other hand the Student Council Team, Zombieman is still far away back.

Ge: As expected Captain Saitama!

So: With this, the match is over.

AM: Nope, you’re pretty naive huh Go-Home team.

So: Huh?

AM: Have a look at our final runner. Can you still say that?

OST: Dark Energy

So: What did you say?

Tatsumaki (T): Hey, why are you running so sluggish! Hurry up and bring the baton to me!

Ge: Tha… That is…

AM: That’s right. The student council vice president. Tornado of Terror!

T: Ugh, I can’t wait anymore!

splash sound

PPP: AAAAAAH! Tatsumaki burst Zombieman’s body into tiny pieces with her Psychokinesis!

PPP: Aaaaand, the baton was passed on to Tatumaki-chan as if it were being carried by water.

So: Gah! In order to win… she even killed her ally!

ZM: No, I’m fine. Since I'm immortal.

Sa: Ah, is that so? I’m glad you’re okay.

ZM: Excuse me, but could you please gather the pieces of flesh scattered over there.

Sa: Sure. Though are you really fine?

AM: Now then, go Tatsumaki, show the power of our student council team!

T: I'll go without you having to say a damn thing, moron! Don't you dare boss me around and give me orders while your useless ass is just sitting back and relaxing in the commentator's seat! You disgust me. Why don't you just go on home with the Go-Home Club?!

PPP: Whoa! Tatsumaki-chan unexpectedly beat the Go-Home Club to the punch by telling him (AM) to go home!

PPP: Amai Mask-chan, is there anything you wish to say towards Tatsumaki-chan?

AM: Fufu

PPP: Amai Mask-chan is just barely able to maintain his smile, but it is at maximum twitching! As usual, today Tatsumaki-chan is emanating an aura of range in all directions!

T: Every last one of them, they can’t do anything without me. Here I go!

wind sfx

crowd panic

PPP: Aaah Tatsumaki-chan’s extremely powerful psychokinesis! There’s an actual tornado invading the campus!

PPP: The students --gagh, and even the tent we’re in, are getting blown away--gaah!

T: HAAAAAAAAAA!

winds intensify

PPP: King-chan.. Where is King-chan!

Sa: Ah, there right?

PPP: The object being blown away with tremendous force… K.. King chan!?

Ge: No, he’s not being blown away...

So: He’s riding the wind!

Sound of something lowering down

Tatsumaki: Huh?

PPP?: WHAT!?

PPP: With tremendous force King chan has wooooooooon!

PPP: The winner is the go-home club team!

cheers

K: Hm, what happened to me?

Sa: You did it, King!

Ge: As expected, King-senpai!

So: This is the world’s strongest man’s power…

T: You’re the one I lost to, it can’t be helped…

Amai: Cheers to you...

PPP: Congratulations, the MVP is King!

Crows woos

Saitama: Nice, let’s eat barbecue with the prize money.

King: Yeah. Though before that… I’m gonna swing by the infirmary.

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jiejie-eonni-onee-sama · 4 years

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Speaking her language

For the charming @empress-writes 💙💛🧡💖

Hope you’ll like the story!

The South of France is a safer place for the Basterds, as they took a break after their last mission.

They were currently hidden in a remote cottage near the small village of Gassin. Its inhabitants were kind and helpful, which was a blessing for Aldo Raine and his men.

"No news from the superiors, Lieutenant?"

"Na yet, Donny. But ya can be sure that we're gonna heard about them, one way or another!"

"So, let's enjoy our free time!" happily exclaimed Hirschberg as he ate a piece of cake.

"Can you sometimes stop eating, you glutton?" admonished Andy.

"But Mrs. Dupin's pies are so delicious!"

As the others were gently chatting, Wicki was gazing at (Y/N) (L/N), the only woman in the group. He could not help but smile while looking at her as she read a book.

If you ask him, he would probably answer that everything she did was perfection. To sum up, he fell heels over head in love with the woman.

Of course, the other Basterds were aware of it and never missed an opportunity to tease him about his crush. Even Hugo loved taunting him!

Wilhelm's daydreaming was interrupted by Utivitch, who shyly asked:

"Hey, (Y/N)?"

"Yes, Smithson?" answered the woman with a gentle smile.

"What are you reading?"

"Oh, I was reading Les lettres de mon moulin by Alphonse Daudet. It is a French collection of short stories about Provence!"

"Okay... Wait, you understand French?"

She laughed.

"Uti, can you remind us what is my job here?"

"She is the translator, you dummy!" growled Hugo.

"Don't be so harsh, Stiglitz!" scolded Hicox.

"Indeed, I am the translator of the group."

"Of course!"

"By the way, how many languages do you speak?" inquired Omar.

A sly grin appeared on her face.

"What if we played a little game?"

"YES! A GAME!" happily screamed Andy, Michael, and Simon.

"Ouch! My ears!" grumbled Wicki.

"Okay, let's play! What are the rules, doll?" asked Donny.

"It's simple: I'll talk in a language to each of you in turn, and you have to guess how many languages I can speak!"

"Sounds good to me! Start whenever ya want, pretty!"

Suddenly, all the Basterds were quiet and waited for (Y/N).

While she was mentally choosing the first player, the other Basterds noticed the enamored gaze of Wicki towards the blonde woman. Time to play some trick on the suitor...

"I'm going to start with... Mr. Hicox!"

"I'm always ready, my dear!"

"Eres muy guapo. ¡Un verdadero caballero!" (You're very handsome. A real gentleman!)"

"Mmmmh... I would say that you speak Spanish!"

"Exactly!"

"And what did you say?"

"I told you that you were handsome, and you look like a real gentleman!"

The Basterds laughed and whistled.

"Well, milady, you're absolutely astonishing! Hearing you speaking Spanish is like listening to a nightingale!" answered the British spy with a seductive wink.

The young woman chuckled before asking:

"You sweet-talker! Alright! Who's next?"

"Why won't you ask Omar?" snickered Michael.

"Go to hell!" grunted the latter.

"Don't worry, Omar: it's only for fun. Are you ready?"

A charming smile came across Omar's face:

"Please, go ahead!"

"Okay... Nǐ hěn yǒnggǎn, wǒ hěn gāoxìng chéngwéi nǐ de péngyǒu!" (You're brave, and I'm happy to be your friend!)

Omar was puzzled.

"It does not sound like a European language..."

"You're right, it's not from Europe..."

"Mh, that's tricky... I don't know!"

"Give it a try!" she gently encouraged him.

The soldier scratched the back of his head:

"Er... Is it Japanese?"

"Sorry, but no. It was Chinese!"

"CHINESE? REALLY?" yelled Omar under the laughs of his comrades.

"Yes, indeed. I learned it when I was younger, thanks to my nanny who came from Shangai! And if you want a translation, it means that you're brave and I am happy to be your friend!"

"Alright... Well, thank you! It was beautiful! Especially when it comes from you!"

"You charmer!"

Wicki raised an eyebrow: he started to guess what his friends were doing, and he was not pleased...

"Fine, let's go back to the game, would you? The next one will be... Donny!"

"At your orders, baby doll!"

"Then, I start... Sei forte e affascinante! E amo il tuo sorriso!" (You're strong and charming! And I love your smile!)

"Ah, so easy! Italian!"

"Bravo! You're right!"

"And what did you mean?"

"I said Donny is strong and charming... and I love his smile!"

Donny put his large hands on his chest, faking to be enthralled.

"And she speaks Italian! Gosh, this woman is perfect!"

He blew her a kiss.

"Please, receive this proof of love from a Bostonian guy!"

Laughing at his antics, (Y/N) mimicked catching the kiss and holding it against her heart.

"Thank you, Donny!"

As for Wilhelm, he gets annoyed. He did not know if they were trying to woo her for real or if they were just pissing him off. In both cases, he hated them at the moment.

"Okay. For the next turn, I'll ask for... Lieutenant Raine!"

"Here I am, pretty woman!"

"Fine, let's go... 'ant qayid rayie qawiun washajae wajadhab jadana!" (You are an astounding leader. Sturdy, brave, and so attractive!)

"Uh, that's a tricky one! Sounds like the Cree language..."

"Unfortunately, Lieutenant, I don't speak Native American languages."

"Okay... So, is it Danish?"

"No."

"Hm... Perhaps Portuguese?"

"Wrong answer. It was Arabic!"

"WOAH!" exclaimed all the Basterds, impressed.

"God, you awe me! And what did you mean?"

"I was saying that you are an astounding leader and that you are sturdy, brave, and attractive!"

Aldo smirked and gave her his best seductive face.

"Girl, give me back my heart, would ya? You stole it since the first day!"

(Y/N) heartily laughed.

"Please, Lieutenant: you're a charmer!"

"Only for you, sweetheart!"

"Verräter!" (Betrayer!) gritted Wicki.

"Fine, let's go! I choose... Andy!"

"At your service, milady!"

"Okay, I start... Du är söt när du ler." (You're cute when you smile)

"Uh... Does this language exist?"

"Of course!"

"Okay, Kagan: use your brains... Ah, I know: Danish!"

"Almost..."

"Swedish?"

"Good answer!"

"Well done, Kagan!" laughed Archie.

"Thanks, sir... But I'm sure that if (Y/N) goes to Sweden, they would hate her!"

"Why?"

"Look at her smile: it's like the sun, the snow would melt in a blink!"

"Oh My God, Kagan! That was the corniest thing I've ever heard!" roared Michael as he clutched his sides.

"Well, I find it cute. Thank you, Andy!"

"You're welcome... By the way, what did you mean?"

"Oh, I said that you're cute when you smile!"

Kagan fiercely blushed.

"Thank you, Miss..."

"Pleasure is mine... Hey, Michael, do you want to try?"

"I never say no to a challenge, especially from a beautiful lady!"

"Let's see... Vy geniy i prekrasnyy chelovek." (You are a genius and a lovely man).

"Woah, Woah, Woah! What the hell is that language?"

"I assure you, this is a real language!"

"Uh... German?"

"NO!" answered Wicki and Stiglitz, offended.

"Calm down, guys! Okay, so if it's not German... It's Russian!"

"Bravo!" (Y/N) clapped happily.

"Wait a minute... If I did not miss the track, we know that you speak 6 languages! And I don't know why, but I think you know more!" said Utivitch.

"That's right! Okay, now, who wants to try?"

"I volunteer!" exclaimed Smithson.

"With pleasure! Let's see which language I use with you..." she wondered.

She got an idea and started to speak in a foreign language:

"Anata wa watashi ga imamade deatta naka de mottomo omoshirokute shinsetsuna hitodesu!" (You're the funniest and kindest man I ever met!)

"Ah, I got it! If it's not Chinese... It's Japanese!"

"Splendid!"

"Well done, chap!" laughed Simon as he applauded.

"Thanks, pal. And may I know the meaning of your sentence?"

"Of course! I said that you are the funniest and kindest man I ever met!"

"And they dare to say perfection does not exist! Obviously, they did not meet our lovely (Y/N)!" shouted Utivitch.

"Please, don't exaggerate!" blushed the young woman.

Wicki clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles went white. He swore to God that they would pay for their antics.

"Okay, the next player would be... Simon!"

"Yes, ma'am! Always yours!"

"You trickster! Fine, try to guess this one... אני מאוד מעריך את החברה שלך." (I really appreciate your company)

"No... You speak Hebrew? The language of our people?"

"Indeed."

"But it sounds beautiful when it comes from you! Okay, you know what? After the war, I'll marry you!"

"Oh, Simon! Don't be so crazy!" she laughed.

"I'm already crazy in love with you!"

"And you say I am corny, Michael..." sneered Andy.

"Forget what I said!"

After she stopped laughing, (Y/N) declared:

"So, I think we had three players last. Well, let's the game begin with Hirschberg."

"Hooray! Here I am!"

"Alright! So, try to find this one... Jesteś uroczym żarłokiem." (You're an adorable glutton)

"Well, that's unusual! Er... I don't remember hearing this language before!"

"Give me suggestions!"

"It is a Slavic language?"

"Not at all."

Gerold sighed.

"Damn it, girl! It's a freakin' riddle!"

"Watch your language in front of a lady!" scolded Hicox.

"Don't worry, Archie: I've heard worse before!" said (Y/N) with a smug grin.

"Mh, I don't know... Is it Turkish?"

"Not at all, but I am currently studying this language!"

"Er... Nope, I don't know!"

"It's Polish!"

"My my, she is impressive!" chuckled Aldo as he took a bite of his bread.

"And what did you say?"

"I said that you are an adorable glutton!"

Hearing that, the other Basterds roared with laughter.

"AH AH AH AH! Well done, (Y/N)!" shrieked Utivitch.

"Hey, that's not fair!" yelped Hirschberg.

Upset that she would offend her friend, the woman apologized.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you, Gerold. I did not mean to..."

"It's alright, (Y/N). Likewise, I'll always forgive you!"

"Oh, why?"

"Because you are beautiful!" answered the soldier with a huge smile.

Relieved, she happily laughed while Wicki contained himself to punch someone's face.

"Okay, now, let's go on with Hugo!"

"I'm listening..."

"I'm sure you'll recognize this language... Du erinnerst mich an einen Wolf: einsam, mysteriös und faszinierend." (You remind me of a wolf: solitary, mysterious, and fascinating.)

"German, without hesitation!" smirked Stiglitz.

"Indeed!"

"And what did she say?" asked Donny.

Hugo stood up and walked towards her.

"She compared me to wolf. She said that I am solitary, mysterious, and fascinating..."

"(Y/N) got the point!" smiled Michael.

Stiglitz arrived near the woman and kneeled with deference.

"You won... I surrender to your beautiful voice! I could not resist you speaking my mother tongue with such delicacy!"

"Nice touch, Stiglitz!" exclaimed Archie.

"Oh, Hugo! You must be exaggerating: I'm pretty sure my accent was a disaster!"

"The only thing pretty is you, (Y/N)" grinned Hugo as he gently kissed the woman's hand... while he looked out of the corner of his eyes at Wilhelm with a roguish glance.

"Trottel!" (You jerk)!" gritted the latter through his teeth.

At the same moment, (Y/N) was amused by her friends' antics: they always treated her like a queen and were very respectful towards her. But this time, she felt that there was something else, like if they were playing a prank on someone...

"You guys are all amazing! But let's finish this game with the last player: Wilhelm!"

Hearing his name, Wicki snapped out of his anger and said:

"Yes, I'm ready!"

"Okay so, let's see if you will be able to find this one... Mon cher Wilhelm, tu es un homme courageux, loyal, et séduisant." (My dear Wilhelm, you are a courageous, loyal, and attractive man.)

The Austrian Jewish man smirked:

"Without any doubt, I would say... French!"

"Precisely! You had a good ear!"

"And what did you say to Wilhelm? I'm curious..." asked Hirschberg with a playful tone.

(Y/N) slightly flushed before answering:

"I told him that he was a brave, loyal, and attractive man!"

"How cute!" laughed Aldo.

As for Wilhelm, he was struck: definitely, he was in love! With a smug smile, he said:

"Merci beaucoup pour le compliment, jolie mademoiselle!" (Thank you very much for the compliment, lovely miss!)

(Y/N) was impressed by his hidden talent.

"Oh, what a surprise! I did not know you speak French!"

"I know a few... but I'm sure I would not reach your level!"

"Don't underestimate yourself!"

"Heck, she could give some “private” lessons, if you want!" smirked Andy while wiggling his eyebrows.

"Keep your dirty thoughts for you!" snarled Wicki.

"Okay guys, calm down! Now that everyone answered (Y/N), did anyone count how many languages she can speak?" asked Archie.

"I did sir! And she speaks in 11 languages!" replied Utivitch.

"11 LANGUAGES?" shouted the others.

"Indeed, you counted well, Smithson. But I also speak Portuguese, Dutch, and Slavic languages. And I'm currently learning Turkish, Hindi, Danish, Korean, and Finnish!"

"Girl, are ya planning to learn all the goddamn languages around the world?" asked Aldo, flabbergasted.

"Maybe... Seriously, I've always been interested in languages since I was a little girl and I never stopped my passion! Luckily for me, I was gifted with a good memory..."

"We noticed it." shrugged Hugo.

"Man, we're lucky to have her with us!" stated Hirschberg.

"Well spotted, private!"

They enjoyed the afternoon, when (Y/N) had to go to the village for some groceries.

Once she left, Wicki turned his angered glare towards his comrades.

"May I know WHAT THE FUCK were you all doing earlier? Wooing her as if you did not know what I felt?"

"Don't be mad, Wicki: we just wanted to make a joke!" said Utivitch who tried to calm his friend.

"I did not find it very funny!" growled the Austrian.

"Don't be so ill-humored! We'll never steal her from you. Of course, we all love her, but she is like a sister or a best friend to many of us!" retorted Kagan.

"Damn right, Kagan. But Wil, ya better tell (Y/N) what ya feel for her! Stop tripping and man up!" ordered Aldo.

"And how I'm supposed to do that?"

"Use your brains, Wicki, and take a guess: why don't you use something she likes to declare your love?" muttered Hugo as he smoked his cigarette.

"Something she likes..." mumbled Wilhelm as he lost himself in his thoughts.

Suddenly, an idea popped up in his mind, and he slightly grinned: maybe he can try something interesting.

He got up and searched in his bag a book his mother gave him before his departure. Wilhelm felt that the answer to his issue was between the pages of this poetry collection...

Later in the evening...

The cool summer night was calm and appeasing for the Basterds as they were finishing the meals brought by their French accomplices.

At the same time, (Y/N) went for a small walk through the forest. She enjoyed the peaceful surrounding of the woods and sat on a tree stump to gaze at the shining stars who enlightened the dark blue sky.

The young woman slightly shivered as she felt the gentle breeze caress her bare arms.

"Can I join you?" asked a familiar masculine voice.

Startled, she turned and was relieved to see Wilhelm.

"Oh, it's you! You scare me!"

"I'm sorry!"

"It's fine... You can sit with me!"

Thanking her, the soldier sat close to the young woman.

He felt a knot in his stomach as he was nervous: God, this girl would be the death of him!

He straightened up himself and declared:

"It's a nice night!"

"Indeed: I've always appreciated summer nights. I don't why, but it always soothes me... And it reminds me of this beautiful painting entitled Starry Night."

"Made by Van Gogh in 1888, if I'm right?"

"Exactly. It was a representation of a starry sky in Provence... where we are!"

"Interesting, I did not know this part of the story..." smiled Wicki.

He leaned closer and said:

"You know, this landscape reminds me of a poem..."

"Really?"

"Would you like to listen?"

"I would enjoy it!" (Y/N) smiled.

Wilhelm cleared his throat and declaimed:

Es liegt der heiße Sommer (There lies the heat of summer)

Auf deinen Wängelein; (On your cheek’s lovely art:)

Es liegt der Winter, der kalte, (There lies the cold of winter)

In deinem Herzchen klein. (Within your little heart.)

Das wird sich bei dir ändern, (That will change, beloved,)

Du Vielgeliebte mein! (The end not as the start!)

Der Winter wird auf den Wangen, (Winter on your cheek then,)

Der Sommer im Herzen sein. (Summer in your heart.)

When he finished reciting the poem, he saw a beautiful smile across (Y/N)'s face.

"Wilhelm, it was amazing!"

"Danke. Maybe you know the author..."

"I think it's Heinrich Heine!"

"Exactly! It’s the poem titled There lies the heat of summer."

"He wrote such beautiful masterpieces about love."

She shrugged with a sly smile.

"I'm a helpless romantic!"

"Don't apologize: it's one of your qualities!"

He added with a slight blush on his face.

"Besides, this poem has a special meaning for me..."

"Honestly? Why?"

"Yes. Well, when I was younger, I told my mother that I would say this poem to the girl I want to spend my life with..."

"Oh, that's so charming..."

(Y/N) interrupted herself when she realized what happened.

"Wait a minute... Did you mean that..."

Wicki nodded.

"You've guessed right: I love you, (Y/N). Since the first day in our team, I knew you were meant to me. But I was a coward for a long time and I did not know how to tell you the truth... until tonight!"

There was a silence until the young woman let out a relieved sigh:

"Thank God, what a relief!"

"What do you mean?"

She fidgeted with her fingers, slightly embarrassed.

"You know, Wilhelm... You were not the only one who was shy about their feelings!"

"You mean... that it's reciprocated?"

She agreed with a slight nod and a timid smile.

Assuaged by this revelation, Wicki leaned closer to her face, letting a few inches between their lips.

"Ich liebe dich, (Y/N)..."

"I love you too, Wilhelm..."

And they gently kissed, their lips sealed in a tender moment...

Meantime, the other Basterds were spying on them, delighted smiles on their faces.

"Finally! He said it!" smirked Aldo.

"Look how cute they are!" grinned Utivitch.

"Indeed, they are. But remember guys: if you want to stay alive, don't cha flirt with her!" stated Donny.

"We took note, Don'. Should we celebrate this new couple?" asked Hirschberg.

"We'll do it when they'll come back to the camp. For now, let's them enjoy this moment alone!" tenderly smiled Andy.

"Gentlemen, we shall come back before they notice our presence. Moreover, we have a celebration to prepare!" simpered Hicox.

"The British's damn right! Let's go, boys!" discreetly cheered Michael.

"I'm so excited! It's like another Valentine's Day!" laughed Simon.

As they went back, Hugo looked back at the lovers with a small grin on his face.

"Well played, Wicki. You managed to speak her language, after all..."

Well, he was right: Wilhelm and (Y/N) found the perfect language between each other: the language of love...

Thank you for the reading!

I hope you’ll like it and I’m looking for your requests!

Take care and see you soon! 😘🥰😍🤩😷

#requests #inglourious basterds #wilhelm wicki #gedeon burkhard #rosamund pike

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ddaehyeon · 4 years

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last christmas

pairing: kang minhee + reader + ham wonjin

genre: angst, fluff (?)

word count: 6.4k words

summary: your relationship with minhee had ended almost a year ago. now, someone else was holding your heart closer than minhee ever did. after confessing, wonjin did nothing but to shower you with great heights of affection. it was all good until you met minhee this year on the cafe the two of you used to frequent. a wave of realization came to daunt you-- maybe after all this time, minhee was still that someone special you'd give your heart to.

a/n: finally!! i’ve been working on this for the past few days and finished this earlier. only edited once! a very light one ((i’ll probably proofread this again some other day)) this is longer than expected lmao i enjoyed writing this a lot. send me some feedbacks through asks/reblogs. i’ll appreciate it so much :> merry christmas :DD

not requested | play this: last christmas | masterlist ☆ request

thick layer of snow surrounded the area, each house in the small town decorated in greens and reds. the weather was becoming colder and colder each passing day. its breeze not giving mercy. christmas songs were being played in almost all the shops. people crowded various stores in hopes of finding the most appropriate gifts for their friends, families, or special someone.

a few shopping bags were beside you as you rested in one of your favorite cafes, a warm drink settled on your table. the aroma of coffee mingled with the fragrance of the cedarwood scented candles that were placed all over the cafe. a familiar christmas song had been playing; its mellow tune giving a cozy feeling. the bell continuously chimed as customers entered, you took pleasure in watching people, who like you, were doing their christmas shopping.

it was all good until your stomach sunk at the sight of a familiar person. his towering height distinct among the passing customers. and maybe your eyes had been selective from the very beginning since from the entrance up to the counter, your eyes followed him. a tug in the heartstring; it was a wonder how a simple sight of him was enough for memories to come in like a wave, crashing in your mind.

kang minhee.

how could you forget the person you could say you’ve loved the most? the person who first broke your heart, leaving you with hundred shards to pick up.

the cafe itself held various memories from the two of you, each anniversary and hundred days spent in the local shop. a witness to the shared peals of laughter, exchanged aspirations, and uttered future plans. it was seemingly a perfect relationship, until it became a lot colder than winter days. both driven in career and passion, none of you was able to pause and take care of the dwindling bond.

well, you tried. but it was a few steps behind.

ache lick upon your senses; a surging wildfire that you had no control over. you formerly thought that there were questions better left unanswered. something you had learned to accept. but now that he was walking towards you, each query began to pop into your mind. like a spot of ink to clean water, it spread ever so swiftly.

still fresh in your mind. almost a year ago, you found a note in your front door. a single stem of yellow tulips fixing it to the floor. the penmanship was so familiar. for years of being together, you’d been accustomed to minhee’s handwriting. but not with the words written on the letter. only a few words, yet enough to shake your whole world.

‘i think i’m falling out of love. i’m sorry. - k. mh’

and just like a bubble that popped; no trace of him was found the next day.

“are you sitting with someone else?” minhee asked, stopping just beside your table. those were a familiar set of words. it was how the two of you met at this very coffee shop. the only difference was that before, the two of you were complete strangers. now, you were strangers, but with shared memories.

you suck in a breath, trying to calm down yourself. a terribly awkward smile crossing your lips as you shook your head.

nodding, he took the seat adjacent to yours. “it’s been a while.”

“it has.” you knew minhee wasn’t a fan of shallow conversations, he would only be doing so when he ended up being in an extremely awkward situation. which to say was exactly where he was at that moment.

the questions in your mind had been urging you to speak more. to ask him what happened. to ask him why did he not try to talk it out with you. to ask him why it was only a note. to ask him where it went wrong.

a single question had been blocking those other strangled ones from coming out— am i actually ready to hear it?

as if minhee was able to hear your mind, he spoke. “i’m sorry.” his voice was soft, almost inaudible. yet clear enough to go through your ears, down to your stomach, allowing it to be twisted into several knots. a certain sensation came hugging your chest; the wound still fresh regardless of how long it had been.

“for what?” you asked as if you weren’t sure of what he was talking about. well, in fact, you weren’t. out of all the ones your mind came up with, which one was he apologizing for?

right at the moment minhee was to open his mouth to speak, your eyes met. it hasn't changed a lot, it was still beautiful— the only thing different was the dimmed brightness. sparks no longer emanating from his orbitals. “i’m sorry for leaving you the way i did.”

“it’s okay, minhee.” a smile was your only cover, but it was a foolish act. you knew minhee could read over those feigned smiles… or can he really?

“it’s not,” minhee replied. “leaving you just like that wasn’t okay. it wasn’t what you deserved. i should’ve spoken to you rather than hiding through a form of a short note.”

“there’s nothing we can do about that now though.” you let go of a chuckle; ones that didn’t hold joy nor sadness, something pulled out only to fill the gap between sentences. “we’re off to different paths now.”

after his disappearance, you dived into the preparations for a small shop of scented candles. and through your other mutual friends, you were able to get a few details about what happened to minhee. a job offer from a game company had kept him busy with all the programming and coding.

“right.” with a nod, a faint smile appeared on his countenance. “do you have—”

before minhee could even proceed with what he was supposed to say, your phone began ringing. you fished out your phone, holding it close to your ears as you answered the caller, wonjin. “i’m at the cafe near the flower shop we frequent.”

if earlier had been awkward for both you and minhee, the next minutes that followed was even more awkward. with minhee sitting just across you with a silent stare, his order seemed to be taking much time to arrive on this table. what was he supposed to ask earlier anyway?

“what were you saying?” you asked, surprisingly without much thinking.

“ah, just if you were in a relationship.” minhee scratched his cheek before continuing his words. “you don’t have to answer it now though.”

the bell chimed, indicating the arrival of another customer. this time it was wonjin, his footsteps drawing closer to you. a vibrant smile was on his lips as he stopped just beside your table, greeting you before looking at minhee then back to you. “ready to go?”

you hummed as a response as you collected your shopping bags, which wonjin was quick to gather in his own hand right after. “i’ll go now, minhee. it was nice to see you.”

“it was nice to see you too. take care,” minhee said, watching you stand and walk towards the glass door.

there were a lot of questions in your mind the moment you saw minhee; no much explanation was offered. only an apology. and perhaps that was the best way to end it. giving him one final glance, another realization hit you. minhee didn’t actually order anything.

if the day had been cold, the evening was far colder, each breath formed a fleeting cloud in the air. stars had already scattered on the night sky along with the crescent moon which was slowly traveling across the sky.

“ah,” wonjin began, making you look at him with a brow raised. however, he was quick to decline his words. unable to continue right away. as if thinking if it was proper for him to speak.

“is something wrong, wonjin?” you asked, a little worried.

averting his gaze away from you, he watched the few passing cars as he bit his lips, still contemplating. using his free hand, he scratched the back of his head. “just…”

“just?” you didn’t tear off your look on him, urging him to continue.

a light chuckle left his lips and by the sound of it, laced with awkwardness. carefully, he resumed his words. “i hope you don’t mind me asking.” he fixed his gaze on the sidewalk, still hesitant to make eye contact with you. “the guy earlier… was he your ex?”

it was a simple question, the answer only lying in between the scale of yes or no. but you found yourself unable to pull a word right away.

standing beside you was wonjin. one of your closest friends. and most of all, someone who had vocalized his feelings for you. his love was not only of warm and affectionate words, it all came with actions and a huge amount of effort. a person your friends would tell you that they envy you for having. holding him close to your heart, regardless of having no labels attached, there was no way in hell you’d be favoring the idea of hurting him.

you shifted your gaze, looking at the frosty path that led to your apartment. “yes, he is,” you finally answered warily.

“i see.” wonjin nodded, a small smile coming to his lips. “how do you feel about meeting him earlier?”

one of the things you like about wonjin was the way he would check up on you. the way he would ask about your day and listen to your stories with leveled enthusiasm, eager to hear how you felt about it. for wonjin, it was something out of habit; but for you, it meant a lot. for someone to be so attentive and interested in your wellbeing, wonjin was just perfect the way he was.

and it was the reason why you also dislike wonjin. he was just too perfect of a person. someone you were afraid to hold. someone you were afraid to end up breaking. someone you thought you don’t deserve.

“i don’t know.” a chuckle served as punctuation to your words. you weren’t sure how to feel about it. the way your conversation closed made you want to ask minhee for more explanations. how did he exactly feel during the time he left you? what was his intention when he talked to you again? overall, confusion laid flat on your stomach. but you decided not to tell wonjin about that part. your mind will probably be as restless as you were exactly a year ago with the same set of questions popping out.

a cool gust of wind blew and despite the thick layer of clothes you were wearing, you shivered.

“you didn’t wear a scarf again,” wonjin remarked as he removed his own scarf, stopping in front of you to wrap it around your neck. a satisfied smile sat on his countenance as he was doing so. he patted the pocket of his coat and retrieved hot packs from it, playfully squeezing it to your cheeks before putting it in your hands. “you should wear warmer clothes. take care of yourself better would you?”

if there was one thing you would easily recognize wonjin for, it would be his kindness. you met wonjin a month after minhee disappeared. and your friends associated the encounter with the known saying, ‘when someone leaves, it's because someone else is about to arrive.’ regarding wonjin as the person to fill the gap minhee had left.

flowers were blooming back then, your head filled with the ‘why’s and possible answers to all the questions related to minhee. the preparation for your small business, a shop of scented candles, had become a major escape. taeyoung, your cousin and a fan of scented candles, was the person who was supposed to help you organize the fixtures in the shop. an unanticipated schedule made him unable to come though, so instead, he sent another person to aid you— wonjin. the ever so cheery boy who talked to you as if you knew him for years already. maybe it was one of wonjin’s talents. to make people feel comfortable around him.

he didn’t become a worker in your shop since he had a job of his own, a producer and sometimes a host, in one of the known entertainment channels. despite this, every once in a while he would drop by your shop to buy a scented candle, musing how it helped him calm down every evening and made it easier for sleep to come by.

on every visit, the two of you became closer, ending up meeting not only in the shop but also outside. it ranged from him accompanying you to pick up items from your suppliers to going out for a movie or to simply hang out.

his confession didn’t come off as a surprise, a lot of your friends had been telling you of the possibilities that one day wonjin would finally gather enough courage to tell you how he felt. he didn’t urge you to answer his confession though, instead, asked you to give him a chance in proving how much he loves you.

the train of thoughts you had made you unable to notice the time. and when you had snapped out of it, the two of you were already standing in front of your apartment.

wonjin handed you your shopping bags.

“you’re still coming with me tomorrow, right?” a plan had been set days ago, he was to come with you to buy the recent novel of your favorite author.

“of course.” he grinned before patting your head. “i’ll fetch you at 8am?”

“10am,” you corrected.

a chuckle was heard from him. “alright, sleepyhead. i’ll pick you up at 10am.”

“thank you.” you flashed him a smile which he reciprocated.

leaning closer, his hand still on the top of your head, he planted a soft kiss on your forehead— it was the only kiss you had ever consented him to do. during the normal days, it would give your stomach a fuzzy feeling, but today was different. it contributed to your confusion. or perhaps deep-seated guilt.

departing from wonjin, you entered your apartment. having no energy to walk to your room, you threw yourself on the couch. a deep sigh left the confines of your lips. however, it didn’t pull off the sensation stuck in your chest.

days ago you were so sure about answering wonjin’s confession— to finally give him the reply he’d been waiting to get. but now, everything’s all over the place. your world shook once again by the same person.

“minhee, why did you have to come back?”

the soft tune of nat king cole’s the christmas song enveloped the bookstore. unlike the other neighboring stores, there were only a few customers inside. something you considered good as you can finally browse through collections without having to deal with the bustling crowd.

as agreed, wonjin went to your apartment two minutes before 10am. a hot coffee and fluffy pancake which he bought served as your breakfast. by the time you arrived in the bookstore, it was already almost lunch.

“i’ll be in the manga and comic section, just go there once you’re ready to go,” wonjin said, seemingly excited by his own plans. “after that, we’ll eat lunch, your treat since i already bought you breakfast earlier. it would be just fair enough, no?”

you chuckled at his words and he grinned. “okay, okay, mister wonjin. lunch’s on me.”

“that’s a deal, yeah?” he looked at the shelf in front of you, a line of contemporary fiction novels seemingly freshly delivered were displayed there. “heard they restocked today, that mystery thriller book should be there if not we can just check other bookstores after lunch.”

“i think it’s here. i contacted the owner earlier and they said she was able to hold several copies.” a smile crept upon your visage. “he told me to be fast though since a lot of people are looking for it as well.”

“but you woke up late.”

rolling your eyes, you shook your head before withdrawing. “yes, i woke up late.”

without much thought, your feet brought you to the mystery fiction section of the books. it would be a definite lie to say that you haven’t memorized the sections in this bookstore and where to find the books you were looking for. it was one of the shops that, just like the cafe, held hundreds of memories of you and minhee.

fingers grazing on the spine of the books, you pulled some along the way, checking the synopsis. there might be some other interesting novels that could capture your attention before you grab your desired book.

shifting your gaze from a detective themed book to the person standing just in front of you, you looked at the book he was holding. it was the exact same book you were searching for. your breath caught halfway when your eyes met with the other. minhee was the one examining the book.

of all genres, minhee enjoyed mystery fiction a lot. just like an old movie, a memory played in your head. the two of you were a regular of this bookstore, making you a known couple to the old man who owned the store. every time a new release of your favorite series became available, it was already expected that the two of you would be there the next day.

“it’s good to see the two of you again,” the owner said, his old raspy voice resounding from behind you made you step closer to minhee as you looked at him. “minhee’s back now, i see? you’ve probably missed your boyfriend, y/n.”

you never told the owner about how minhee and you had practically ended your relationship over a year ago. the old man was so fond of the two of you that such news could probably bring a good shock to him. so you simply told him that minhee had to focus on his career and transferred to another town.

minhee shot you a confused look and you forced a smile, mentally telling him to just go with the flow.

“doesn’t want to be disturbed?” the old man laughed, walking closer to minhee and giving his shoulder a light tap. “take care of y/n.”

there was a smile on minhee’s lips as he nodded his head, you weren’t sure if it was a phony one. he bobbed his head up and down, reassuring the old man. “i will.”

you will? you thought. but you’ve already failed to do so long ago.

the way your body reacted to his words was something you hated. like a sunray seeping through the bushy leaves, it gave you a peck of hope. something you wished didn’t exist. you had already convinced yourself that it was not worth it to wait for minhee or try to rekindle your relationship with him, yet here you were hoping for a few words. hoping for him to tell you those magical words that could make you become a fool over his love again.

he seemed to have already moved on, so why won’t you simply do the same?

“y/n, y/n, look at what i’ve found—” wonjin halted your train of thoughts, his words interrupted by the sight of you and minhee together. a slight bow was given to minhee as a form of greeting which minhee mirrored.

your lips formed a thin line, head dwelling with thoughts that were only related to the man standing in front of you. turning to look at wonjin who had already lowered the book he was holding, you gave him a tightlipped smile. “let’s go. the book’s no longer available.”

“it’s not?” by the look in your eyes, he was already able to decipher what you needed— an escape. “let’s just check the other bookstores then. i’ll just pay for this at the counter.”

as you were walking towards wonjin, minhee spoke, enough to make you stop.

“you can have this,” extending his hand for you to get the book, minhee said.

shaking your head, you curtly looked at him to reply before following wonjin to the counter. “no, take it.”

it was no surprise that the next few days were spent with your mind aimlessly wandering in the memory lane, reliving the memories with minhee you had a year ago. the more you told yourself to stop thinking about him, the more your brain would push more memories of minhee. the way he would go to your apartment and scold you for oversleeping. the way he would check up on you every evening and sometimes would end up with snacks in your front door during the wee hours of the night. the way he’d be more excited than you in decorating your apartment with christmas decors. the way you’d wake up a few days before christmas with him in your room, tossing you a coat and telling you to get off the bed and do last-minute shopping. the way he’d spend christmas eves with you, by the couch cuddling.

christmas sure was a reminder of minhee as you basically spent most of it with him. it was two different entities, but hard to separate.

“are you okay?” taeyoung asked, lighting up an orchid scented candle on the table. the wave of customers had subsided, offering a few minutes of free time for the two of you who had been pacing back and forth wrapping candles.

you nodded despite being unsure.

“minhee’s back. have you met with him already?” out of all the questions taeyoung could ask, you wondered why it was the one he followed up. “it’s a short vacation. now’s your time to have all your questions answered.”

you chuckled, pulling a stool for you to sit on. minhee by far wasn’t able to answer your questions, instead, he was able to open a box of queries you didn’t notice had been in the back of your head for a while. it was like pandora’s box had been opened to spread chaos in your head. “i’ve met him twice already.” you shook your head, checking the list of inventory items for the nth time today. “it’s not helping.”

“not helping? why? how do you feel about minhee?”

for the first time in a while, you allow your heart to speak, rather than have it contained. “i’ve honestly missed him. i’d jump to hug him the first time i saw him, but something stopped me from doing so.”

“and what stopped you?” taeyoung dragged a chair to sit across you.

“the pain he had left me to deal with the moment i read his note for me last year.” you exhaled in an attempt to get rid of the sensation that went to hug your chest. it was the last thing you needed at that very moment.

taeyoung’s expressions were altered, displaying concern as he looked at you. “are you perhaps…”

he didn’t have to finish his question for you to answer. “i think i’m still in love with minhee. not of the same height as before, but i wasn’t able to move on and now i’m stuck in the spiral of my feelings for him, hoping. desperately hoping that we’d be back together again.”

“i thought you’ve already moved on.”

“i thought so as well.” you feigned a smile. tears began to wet your eyes, but none of it fell. you didn’t allow it to fall. “but i was wrong. it was easier said than done.”

it was funny how after all this time of you trying to bury your feelings away, a single appearance of minhee made you dig it all up. you tried to remember, but can’t. just how long had you been lying to yourself?

“how about wonjin? you planned to answer his confession, right? what will you do?” another string of questions you weren’t even certain of what to answer. you were too lost in the labyrinth minhee had set for you, leaving you with no space to think about what you will do with wonjin.

“wonjin doesn’t deserve half-baked affection,” you admitted. burying your face in your hands, you sighed defeatedly. “i don’t know.”

“but he doesn’t deserve to wait this long as well,” taeyoung replied. “you know what’s worse than being rejected? it’s being left with no proper answer which leaves you in an in-between state, not knowing what to do with your feelings.”

you failed to utter a reply. you weren’t the only one hurting. you were also subconsciously hurting the person who had decided to shower you with nothing but love.

the shop door swung open, the bell chiming the same way it did in the cafe when you reunited with minhee.

“can we talk for a moment?” at first, you thought it was only your imagination. you might have been thinking of minhee a lot that you heard his voice. but no. standing in front of the counter was minhee, both hands gripping the edge of the counter for support. he was panting as if he ran his way to the shop. “i have something important to say.”

silence.

it was all that covered the room where you would usually make scented candles, the only room available for you and minhee to talk. you sat across each other with quiet looks. regardless of how minhee had practically rushed to go to the shop to talk with you, he found himself unable to start right away. not sure of where to begin.

“i’m sorry about what i did last year.” finally, minhee broke the stillness that had been enveloping the room. “you have everything figured out during that year, ready to make this shop possible while i was still struggling to find a stable position in my own career. i became afraid that i will end up holding you back.” he paused, trying to look for the best words to say. for the words that could hurt less. he was aware of how much damage he had caused, adding another stack of it was the last thing he wished to do. “this is a stupid reason, but i’ve felt like i didn’t deserve you back then. that i’m someone not worthy to keep you. i’m really sorry.”

that?

that was the reason why he slowly drifted away?

that was the reason behind the note he gave you two days after christmas?

“then you should have at least tried to make yourself worthy of me!” you fired off, unable to hold the ache that made you driven to speak.

“that’s what i did, y/n,” minhee replied, his eyes slightly damped by the tears that were threatening to fall. never did you see minhee cry back then. not in the most tragic movies, not in failures. “i stepped out of your life because the minhee back then was not the minhee you deserved.”

stray tears had already fallen from your eyes, tracing your cheeks. “then why leave me with a single note instead of talking it out with me?”

“because i was afraid.” blinking away his own tears, minhee took a deep breath before continuing. “afraid that if i ever meet you one last time, i will be unable to walk away.”

“but how about me?” your voice cracked; heart engulfed with a mixture of pain and sadness. “how about me and my feelings?”

minhee extended his hands to hold yours but stopped halfway. it was as if he thought that he wasn’t the person that could best comfort you during that time. once again, he was holding himself back. there was no plausible reason to counter your question. and he was aware that apologies would never be enough to mend a heart that had been broken. “i’m terribly sorry.”

“what now?” the question shot like a dagger that cut through the air. “what do you want to do?”

“i want to make it up to you,” minhee replied. he knelt next to your chair and now, without holding back, reached for your face to wipe your tears away. “i want to prove that i’m worthy of you.”

his gentle touch did nothing to stop your tears, rather it made it unstoppable. good thing you were sitting for if not, your legs had probably betrayed you.

“y/n, i’m still in love with you.” minhee freed himself, a tear cascading on his cheek.

in this very shop months ago, he found a good amount of courage to look for you. to check up on you and explain everything. how he regretted sending that note, how he regretted leaving just like that. however, when he saw you and wonjin through the glass door, he froze. the smile you had on your lips which used to give his heart a warm feeling ended up doing the opposite— a stab. so that was how it feels like to see the person you loved the most happy with someone else?

he thought it was what he deserved. after all, he ended up hurting you. for so long, he tried to not show his face to you, to not touch your seemingly perfect life. and maybe it was so selfish of him to try entering your life once again, but there was nothing he could do. every single thing around him reminded him of you.

from the cafes near his work down to all the flowers blooming— each of your favorites memorized by heart and offered reminders of all shared memories. a reminder that regardless of how many times he attempted to erase each trace of you, you were the only one he could ever love. something that led him to going to the shops you would always frequent in. hoping to bump by with you. to exchange words with you.

you wanted to tell him about how you felt but chose not to.

another person coming to your mind, how about wonjin? how about the person who accompanied you during the time you were facing the ache led by minhee’s actions? how about the person who prioritized your happiness more than anything else? how about the person who did nothing but love you?

“but minhee…” you trailed, thoughts clamoring in your head, clashing. “i’m afraid i can’t be back with you. i don’t want to hurt wonjin.”

empty stare directed to the television which wasn’t even playing. your mind elsewhere. after what happened earlier, you become unsure who to face, what to do, and what to feel. a voice in your heart whispers your real feelings, something your mind kept on blocking. your thoughts emerging to be more powerful than anything else.

a few knocks on the door pulled you out of your reverie. it was already evening. who could that be? your feet were heavy as you trudged towards the front door. and by the time you opened it, there was a definite tug in your heartstring. wonjin was standing outside, a smile curved in his brim— it wasn’t as bright as it usually was.

you gestured him to come inside as it was freezing cold outside. he didn’t go further to the living room though, rather, stopping by the area which had all your shoes in there.

“taeyoung told me that you forgot to bring this home earlier.” wonjin handed you a paper bag which contained the fragrance oils you were supposed to use for some candle making tonight. “you seem a little out of it, are you okay?”

a realization.

you didn’t answer his question and threw him a query yourself. “you went to the shop earlier?”

wonjin nodded and hummed, confirming your horror. “i was there.”

“wonjin…”

the gloom that traced the corner of his lips through a forced smile was easily noticeable. he took a breath, his smile unwavering. “are you still in love with minhee?” a chuckle left his lips, and even with his attempt to make it sound as cheerful, it didn’t manage to give off such emotion. “i was in the shop earlier and overheard your conversation with him.”

all the words you could possibly utter failed you. they were all stuck in your throat like a lump.

pressing his lips into a tightlipped smile, wonjin’s eyes were fixated on the floor. it was as if a single glance at you would be enough to tell him the truth. something he knew he wasn’t ready to hear yet. something he, just like you, had been trying to escape from.

the silence you offered became an answer to his question though.

“you know, i’m not your boyfriend.” he lifted his head to gaze at you. “it’s absolutely fine for you to have feelings for minhee.”

“but what about you wonjin?”

a flick on your forehead was his initial response. “dummy, why are you thinking about me?” this time, lighthearted laughter flowed out of the confines of his mouth. “it’s your feelings. i love you, but never did i require you to love me back. i just wanted to love you, nothing else. all i wish for you is to be happy— to be genuinely happy with the person you actually love.” wonjin shrugged as if it wasn’t a big deal, yet his eyes were painted in sheer ache with tears threatening to fall. “and if it’s not me, what can i do? it’s okay, y/n.”

you weren’t the one being rejected, yet your tears were first to fall. “i’m sorry, wonjin. i really appreciate your feelings, but… i’m sorry.”

it’s over now, no? he thought before stepping closer to you.

without much thought, wonjin wrapped his arms around you, caressing the back of your head. “you don’t have to apologize. it’s alright.” he detached himself from the hug to only cup your face and look at you in the eyes. there was nothing harder than having to let go of the person that was never yours, to begin with. to push away your feelings for the sake of the person you love. “don’t hold back because of me, alright? you deserve to be loved and you deserve to be with the person you love.”

“wonjin…” a choked sob became your pause. “thank you. i’m really grateful for you.”

bobbing his head up and down, his smile, even sad, was genuine. he planted a kiss on your forehead. it would be probably the last time he would ever do that. usually, it served as a goodbye kiss, a separation that would only last for a day. but now, it was of a longer duration. you weren’t even sure when will be the next time you’d ever meet him. “you should let minhee know about it and don’t think about me. think of yourself and your feelings. give him a second chance if that’s what you want, but if he hurts you the second time around, i’ll be the first one to stop you from coming back to him.”

the same smile was mirrored on your countenance as you wiped your tears. “i will.”

one last touch, wonjin told himself, just one more.

his hand reached for the top of your head, a gentle pat done as he grinned at you before finally withdrawing and stepping back. “thank you for allowing me to love you, y/n. it was a pleasure to love you.”

without waiting for your reply, he turned his back to you and left the apartment. the cold road waiting for him. something he wished could make him feel better.

there was one thing you missed— a mistake.

days after that, minhee no longer appeared in your shop or the other shops where you bumped into him the past days. left with no contact with him, you became uncertain of how you will talk to him again.

but you wanted to.

taeyoung had left the store earlier than you did, his family demanding him to get home earlier since it was already christmas eve. a lot of people were still wandering around, your store flooded with customers doing their last-minute christmas shopping. it would be a lie to say that you weren’t hoping for minhee to come in.

there was also no message received from wonjin, the evening broadcasts stacking on his schedule. you decided not to message him, thinking that maybe he needed space.

it was snowing outside, not a heavy one, but enough for the path to be in clear white. kids taking pleasure in the weather by having snowball fights— oh, to be a child again.

surprisingly the time was quick to pass. and before you knew it, you were already handing the receipt of the last customer who bought roasted chestnut scented candles. flipping the signboard from open to close, you made sure everything in the store was secured. you picked up the chocolate cake taeyoung bought for you and went out of the shop.

as you walked home, you took comfort in watching different people. each shared busy look as they bought food and gifts for their family, a couple walking together with finger interlaced had allowed a beam to come across your brim, the youthful talks you’d hear from the passing kids and teenagers as they guess what gift will they receive the next day brought a warm feeling in your chest.

somewhat, it made you less lonely.

but it didn’t completely get rid of the thought that you wished you’d be able to see minhee today. a mental note was done, go home and then visit the shops again to check if minhee is there.

it didn’t take you too long to arrive in the hallway where your apartment was. someone was outside your door, his back leaning in the handrails as he held a staring contest with your door. in his hand was a bouquet of daffodils and tulips— two of your favorite flowers. their meanings still fascinated you up until now.

you no longer have to look for him. he was right in front of you.

“minhee?”

he turned his head to look at you, a smile peaking on his lips as soon as his eyes landed on you. there were crescents on his eyes. day one of him trying to pursue you once again. “merry christmas, y/n.”

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// mh. mh. i thought it had been longer since i wanted to wait a while to post this. but it’s only been a week and i don’t know if i can keep waiting. so i’m putting it here under the cut, my biggest headcanon/change to my portrayal for post act 3.

just to be clear, this isn’t applying YET to the blog, i’m sort of waiting for more time to pass before going all out with it since im waiting so that more people will have time to play the quest and so on. it is also a fairly big change so i honestly would like to make this some sort of teeeeeny tiny event when it finally does happen or at least some big significant interactions. but ok let me go explain myself under the cut

and if anyone gets mad over this and tries to start shit kindly don’t and please leave me and my writing alone this is just for funsies for my own writing

SO. LET ME EXPLAIN THIS ONE.

basically, it’s already been proved and shown that Kazuha with his will and ambition was capable of something literally no one else has ever done before. he awoke a dead vision, while still having his own vision, as well as the vision being electro, an element that was being actively blocked from being awakened in new visions.

therefore i want to say fuck it and go wild with that. and my headcanon here is that just like anemo as an element can absorb and enhance some other elements, Kazuha’s anemo vision has absorbed his dead friend’s electro vision powers in part. effectively, his vision is anemo but is partially infused with electro. think of it as being roughly 70-80% anemo and 30-20% electro, in a way.

the way this works is that his vision still is anemo and looks and feels just like an anemo vision, but just like Kazuha can summon the anemo powers from it, he can summon electro, and when the electro part is active, it’d roughly look like the above sketch. yes, this does make Kazuha an anemo/electro user, BUT it’s not like having another vision (that’s an entirely differen verse...), think of it more as the standard in game elemental absorption most anemo skills have, but with the electro part being able to be faintly used independently from it.

this also means that the electro part isn’t like a vision on its own and isn’t anywhere near as powerful as a full fledged vision. Kazuha also wouldn’t use it freely most of the time and would still default to his anemo powers alone, partially because it’s just what he’s used to, partially because he doesn’t want to attract unwanted attention (LOOKING AT YOU DOTTORE), and partially because he doesn’t have anywhere near the same fine control over electro as he does over anemo, and with the electro part not being a full vision it’ll be much harder for him to learn how to control it. it’s effectively a secret weapon and last resort.

also at first it wouldn’t really be there, it will take a while into his recovery post act 3 for it to awaken, for now the electro part would lay dormant in the vision.

that’s all i have on this for now, i have been thinking about it for a LONG time and honestly i’m pretty fond of this idea by now, i’ll word this way better when i make an actual hc. no one get on my case over this being canon breaking or anything because Kazuha already broke the damn canon with the dual vision wielding part so i am justified

#「 ooc. 」 ⇀ whispers in the wind .#// genshin spoilers #i talked about this with a few friends here #and i got good responses so that makes me feel better about it #but in previous rpcs i had some bad experiences of people getting mad over stuff that didn't concern them and was just my own hcs and though #*thoughts #so putting that up there just in case

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scarhoax · 3 years

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Are you playing the Monsterhearts rpg? What's it like? I'm very intrigued by it but also hesitant because I feel like any character I made would be more... intimately Me than I'm used to showing people. The skins that interest me are the ones I relate to almost too much.

Yeah, I am! It’s frankly pretty amazing. Like wildly stressful but a great time.

I definitely get feeling uncomfortable about the level of personal that MH skins can have. I was a bit nervous too when we got down to the details of character creation. For me, it’s hard not to put my heart into my characters at the best of times and Monsterhearts really encourages you to go deep. Since one of the major states your character can go into is Your Darkest Self, you have to be comfortable enough with a group to hit emotions that extreme.

I’m playing the Fae in my group and thematically really hits on the frustration I have with injustice and cruelty (since the Fae is all about balancing the scales). It also takes one of my favorite tropes - a Faustian bargain - and puts me in the other side. I’m the one setting up the rules of deals for the most part, not the victim of them. It’s stressful in some ways to have that kind of power in play, especially because of how little my character knows about himself and what’s happening, but it’s getting to experiment with new and uncomfortable ideas in safe spaces that I enjoy about ttrpgs in general. MH is definitely a game where you don’t (and probably shouldn’t) play it safe - one of the main guidelines of the game is “keep the game feral” so our and our characters’ flaws add to the experience rather than taking anything away.

An important thing to keep in mind: if you’re playing with a good group, everyone is doing the same thing you are - revealing a bit of yourself in the name of good storytelling and a fun experience. Even before we started playing, our group has had absolutely No Chill and started sharing character playlists and picrews and lore documents. I even wrote a (intentionally pedantic) Teen Guide To Deals with Unknown Entities. One of our groups’ characters really, really needs to read it one of these days (he’s the Infernal).

But one of the main reasons it works for my group though, is we have a lot of trust in each other and in our MC @fierypotatogirl. We had already done a couple months of Dream Askew (which is technically supposed to be a one-shot but shhhhhh) and had built up rapport and trust. In addition, we hashed out lines, veils, and highlights before we started:

Lines: Things we don’t want to see in the game at all (e.g., stuff like sexual abuse, drug overdose, etc.)

Veils: Things we can mention but wouldn’t want to go into detail (e.g., sex scenes)

Highlights: uncomfortable themes we really wanted to explore in play (e.g., bodily autonomy, homophobia)

Just having ideas of places to and not to go thematically gives everyone a good starting place and an understanding that we’re here to have a good time that’s fucked up only in the ways that are interesting and not genuinely traumatizing.

This probably went on longer than you wanted but I hope that helps! Please feel free to ask more if you want to - it gives me an outlet for MH until our next session, which I sorely need.

tldr: Play with good people you trust and remember that everyone is giving away a little bit of themselves to make an awesome story! It can be nerve-wracking but with a good group, taking that risk of showing a bit more of your soul is so worth it.

#Monsterhearts #an ask #I hope that helped!!#Belrose Hollow Vibes #I didn't have a good place to say this but remember to keep some separation between yourself and your character.#If someone's character is saying something rude to your character it's part of the story not a personal slight

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“You’re mine. Only.” | Kim Mingyu

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Mingyu x fem reader

Warnings: half naked drunken people at a chaotic party, jealous dom!Mingyu, fingering, penetrative sex, oral fem receiving, mentions of exhibitionism, sex without protection (you should always use protection!)

Words: 4.785

A/N: Hi there! It’s finally done and I died several times writing the steamy part. Hope you’ll like it and it makes sense lol. As always, English isn’t my first language so excuse my grammar ♡

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You inhaled sharply.

Today the guys held a little party where you had a 3 hours long competition with Wonwoo and Minghao over Mario Kart and Tekken - which you didn‘t plan at all. It just happened after Wonwoo excitedly had to tell you about how often he won against Minghao and that ‚literally no one could ever beat him’ which just called for your gamer heart to add a comment, leading you three to the said challenge. Much to your boyfriend’s dismay because he wanted to have a good time with you and with that he meant having you close to him and also having your attention most of the time. Not being absorbed into games, especially with one of his friends that he knew was interested in you in the past - or what he had told him when Mingyu finally confronted Wonwoo. He wouldn’t lay a finger on you he said. You belonged to him now and that he knew he said. That his friendship with Mingyu was more important to him than a girl he just had known for half a year he said. Mingyu knew that Wonwoo didn’t lie but every time he saw his friend look at you there was a suggestive hint. Maybe it wasn’t and it was just Mingyu‘s imagination but for him it always was when it was directed to you or because of you. He let you play Mario Kart and tried to chat with Vernon about a new idea he had for the Hip Hop unit, beer in one hand and nodding whenever he found something good or interesting but every other time his eyes flew back to where you were sitting with his friends, sitting between Minghao and Wonwoo on the floor while Jun, Seokmin and Seungkwan on the couch were cheering loudly for the gamers. For Mingyu’s taste, your leg haven’t had to touch Wonwoo but he tried to keep his cool and pray to himself that you would end it soon and come back into his arms. But you didn’t.

Because after one hour of Mario Kart - important to say that you had won most of the rounds - Minghao mentioned Tekken and you were all in to beat Wonwoo‘s ass there as well. But he was better than you thought since you haven‘t played it for years resulting on having match after match, always different fighters, fighting against Wonwoo in the game and also somehow in the living room without a break. While the other boys were laughing about how competitive you and Wonwoo were, Mingyu found it harder and harder to suppress his jealousy when he watched Wonwoo trying to tear the joystick out of your hands or when you tried to cover his so that he couldn’t attack you.

‚Too much skin ship‘, Mingyu thought to himself while chewing on his lip, the third beer in front of him already empty. He thought about how he could get your attention without being mean or make you angry. Although he knew you had lots of fun hearing you laugh or let out a playful complaint, he wanted you to look at him but it seemed as if you’ve totally forgotten about him, which was stupid but he couldn’t help himself. Although you lived together, woke up together, had breakfast and lunch together and got ready for today’s party together, he wanted his girlfriend by his side. As selfish as it seemed.

Vernon was in a deep conversation with Woozi so Mingyu got himself a new can of beer and walked over to you, sat down on the floor behind you, pressing a kiss on your shoulder.

“Ah Gyu, tell him who’s better. It’s definitely me, right??” You turn your head slightly to give your boyfriend a short puppy smile, just to playfully glare at Wonwoo the next second. Mingyu tried to smile and didn’t show his annoyance, holding the can in front of you. “Here drink some. It will help you loosen up a bit-“ “Yeah drink it and loosen up so you can finally accept the true master here, hah!” “Never!” You still took a huge gulp from the beer and thanked your boyfriend with a peck on his cheek but then your attention was elsewhere again. Sighting silently, Mingyu tried to get ready for a long night without your loving attention...

...when the apartment door swung open and a very drunken Seungcheol ran into the living room and stopped abruptly in front of the tv. "You're blocking the tv", Jun whined while Joshua finally joined your group and pushed two tipsy boys into view, Dino and Hoshi. Seokmin asked them what they have been doing the whole time and Joshua tried to explain how he actually planned on making Sandwiches but since his two friends ate almost all the stuff instead of helping him, he called their favorite restaurant and asked for a delivery, still complaining, "I thought alcohol wouldn't hit you that quick if you ate something but those two taught me better. Can anyone babysit them for me please?" You looked between the boys when your eyes stopped on the oldest boy in the room. Before you can ask, you hear Minghao. “Hyung, you’re interrupting a very fierce battle. What are yo-“ “Oh my god, what are you doing!?“ Without a warning Seungcheol started to strip in front of everyone, causing you to cover your eyes. Jeonghan angrily yelled at him and tried his best to slap his hands away from opening the zipper of his pants while everyone else laughed, made disgusted sounds or cheered him on to take it all off. Meanwhile you in Mingyu’s strong arms giggled and told him how funny his friends were. He agreed and almost forgot about his previous aching feelings about you and Wonwoo.

From that point on, the party was a lot better in Mingyu's opinion. You gave him more attention, hushed kisses here and there, your beautiful smile reflecting his whenever you looked at him, your small hands touching his arms or hands to show him that you haven't forgotten about him when you talked to the other boys. And also the fact that Wonwoo wasn't sitting next to his girlfriend anymore added to his relieve. After the food was gone and everyone drank their favorite drinks, the atmosphere loosened up more and more. Some screamed at each other instead of talking normally even though the music wasn't that loud, some started to dance to others singing karaoke and some still tried to change Seungcheol's determination on getting naked.

"Y/N, I totally forgot about that game I got last week. I have it in my room. Come, I'll show it to you." Wonwoo stood in front of you and Mingyu, his eyes smaller than usual since he had alcohol like everyone else. Just when you were about to agree, your boyfriend cleared his throat, his grip around your waist getting stronger. "Well, can't you get it and show it to her here? Or should the both of us follow you to your room?" Wonwoo raised an eyebrow at Mingyu's words and licked his lips in thoughts. Just when Hoshi let out a terrified scream, which could have come straight out of a horror movie, everyone turned to him and saw the disaster. Dino threw up on Hoshi and Seungkwan. Minghao covered his mouth in disgust when Jeonghan rushed to the youngest, half scolding half cleaning him, sending the others next to him death glares because everyone knew that they had to take care of Dino. This was Jeonghan's special plea this morning and all the boys had agreed. But real chaos broke out when no one noticed how Vernon and Seungcheol had a rapping duet just in underwear and the latter was just about to remove the last piece.

That was the perfect time to leave.

So now you just inhaled sharply, being squished between the cold wall and Mingyu in your apartment, his eyes bore into yours. He was quiet the whole walk back to your shared place and you thought you almost sobered up at the time you had arrived but the quick motion when he spun you around and against the wall made you a little dizzy. "Gyu, w-what's wrong?" You dared to ask in a careful tone. It worried you a little when he didn't say a word in the full 47 minutes walk - yes you checked the time since you had nothing else to do. It wasn't a nice silence, it made you anxious. "Did I do something wrong? If yes, please tel-" "Have you ever noticed Wonwoo's look?" You blinked confused. Why was he talking about his friend? "Wonwoo? His look? His clothes or what do you mean??" Confusion written all over your face and Mingyu bit his lip. "The look he gave you the whole time? The smirks? How he licked his lips more often than normally? And when he was sitting next to you.. when he always touched your shoulder or so?" Finally you started to realize what it was about and you slowly lifted your arms to cup his cheeks with your hands. "Don't tell me you're jealous? You know I don't see him that way. Also I am pretty sure it was the alcohol speaking if you thought he gave me different looks or it was the alcohol in his system. Whatever it was-" "You're mine." He cut off your words and you tried to decipher his expression. He didn't seem angry nor disappointed. It was more a dominant one that he showed with his whole body. Your thumbs brushed over his skin in soothing motions, your eyes looking up to his dark orbs. "I'm yours only, forever." His gaze softened a bit at your words, leaning in your touch and closing his eyes. Mingyu hummed approvingly but then a playful smirk danced at the corner of his full lips, his eyes opened again, studying your face. Without realizing, you swallowed thickly, knowing exactly what this specific smirk meant. You felt his leg shift and settle between yours and you automatically looked down, quickly up again to see a wider smirk.

Mingyu leaned forward, his lips close to your ear when he whispers. "Then show me. Show me that I'm the only one. When my leg is between yours.. what should my girl do, mh?" His breath tickled you, causing the little hairs to stand up and covering your skin with goosebumps. All of a sudden, you felt adventurous and smirked as well, getting on your tiptoes to kiss him. Without deepening it, you let them massage against his for a couple of seconds and pull back, your head tilted to one side. "This?" Mingyu let out a deep chuckle. "... uh uh. Wrong. I'll give you one more chance. Call yourself lucky." You teased him, making a thinking sound and pouted playful at him. "That's too difficult. Maybe I'll need a hint?" Another deep chuckle, he shook his head amused but then his eyes were fixated on yours again, without a warning, his thigh pressed against your core, making you gasp in surprise. Your boyfriend nodded at your reaction, seemingly satisfied. "Still difficult, baby?"

Biting down on your lower lip, you started to grind against his leg. You’ve been together for long enough that he knew what you liked. And one of those things was to ride his thighs. They were muscular and strong. Just like his arms. You held onto his biceps while moving your hips, looking him in the eyes. Mingyu was watching your every move. A smug grin plastered on his handsome face. “First I wasn’t too happy with your choice of clothes for the night. Don’t get me wrong, love. Seeing you in my clothes, how you almost drown in them, I love it. The problem was more your leggings. Whenever I saw how Wonwoo looked at your legs.. I couldn’t help but to think of pulling you away and claim what’s mine. Even if I had to do it in front of him.” “And the others?” “I couldn’t care less.” “Mingyu-“ “He liked you.”

Your motions came to a halt while you looked up at your boyfriend with your mouth slightly hanging open. Before you could ask anything, he continued. “After we got together, he confessed. Promised me his feelings were gone for the sake of us but whenever I see his glance at you, it tells me differently. I know you would never do anything but seeing this.. wants me to show everyone what we have.. maybe it’s a guy thing, I don’t know..” His voice changed to a confused and apologetic one while he talked and tried to explain himself and somehow you understood. The tall boy rubbed his neck and looked to the side, avoiding your gaze. You didn’t know about his best friend and his feelings for you, only seen it as a friendly gesture towards you. Mingyu cleared his throat and murmured, “I’m sorry y/n, I’m an idiot to think like that, right?” Finally looking at you again, he pressed his lips to a thin line, a way to deal with his nervousness, his eye brows lifting a bit while he waited for your answer. He was cute. “Yes, you’re an idiot.” Immediately his shoulders dropped, a pout forming on his face. “But only for telling me all that while I’m squished between my boyfriend and the wall and trying to get off on his thigh, that I oh so love! Because I’m horny!” Mingyu blinked taken aback and you quickly covered your mouth with your hands when you realized what you just said. Were you so desperate that the fact your boyfriend just told you about didn’t worry you? Somehow it worried you but you wanted to deal with it later. You two have solved other stuff before. You were more than just boyfriend and girlfriend. You could overcome everything, together. But.. just not now. You giggled sheepishly and after a short while, he joined. Gently taking your face in his big hands and whispering a hushed ‘you’re unbelievable’ against your lips before kissing you passionately.

It made you breathless and needy for more. Your hands fumbled with his shirt, hoping he would understand and he did. Pulling back a little just to get rid of it, his hands grab your ass and place you back on his thigh, pushing you down so that you could feel his muscle against your core once more. You bit down on his lower lip while your hips moved against his leg. Mingyu groaned in your mouth, one of his hands roamed over your body until it disappeared underneath your hoodie, finding your breast and kneading it over your bra. “Mingyu..” You whined between kisses. It felt so good even through the layers of clothes but slowly you grew impatient. You wanted more. Of course your boyfriend noticed it. Smirking, he easily lifted you up and without saying anything, your legs wrapped around him, your hands holding onto his broad shoulders. He made his way over to the black leather couch in the living room and let you down carefully so that you were laying on your back. For a second, you adored Mingyu’s handsome features in the dim light. How he was looking down at you through his wavy bangs, his tongue poking against the side of his cheek before he placed his hands on your body. Pushing your hoodie up a little to be able to hook his pointer fingers under your leggings, pulling your leggings off of you in one swift motion. You gulped impatiently when his weight met you on the couch. He instantly crawled between your legs, wasting no time to leave open mouthed kisses at your inner thighs, biting here and there to tease you. He enjoyed hearing your surprised gasps and hushed whines. Smiling against your hot skin, he pulled you closer to him and breathed in your sweet scent. “Before meeting you, I’ve never thought a smell would turn me on so much. Wow, I was so wrong.”

You couldn’t help but to blush at his words and the moment he pressed a kiss on your clothed core, you gasped. His tongue licked over the spot he knew your clit was hiding underneath the soft fabrics. Flicking and poking until you started to lift your hips in hopes to feel more. Your silent plea reached Mingyu as he circled his middle finger over the now wet spot while watching your hips move. “You’re so beautiful, babe.” Your eyes met his when he removed your panties, throwing them behind him and lowering his head between your spread legs. The excitement caused your breathing to speed up, the conversation from earlier long forgotten when his tongue met you once again but now without the distracting fabrics, making you yelp. With two fingers, he carefully spread the skin near your clit to get better access, knowing exactly that it would intensify the feeling if he stimulates you like that. “Ahh god, Gyu. Don’t stop!” Your hips met his mouth with every attention he gave you. With every suck on your sensitive nub, you gave him the sounds he loved hearing so much.

He didn’t warn you when he circled your entrance with his other hand and slowly inserted a long finger. You arched your back, your whole body shuddering. While your walls adjusted to his digit, he continued his assault on your clit, letting the tip of his tongue flick faster over it until he started thrusting his finger in and out after knowing you were okay.

Your hands grab the couch over your head while you tried to grind against your boyfriend, slowly noticing the familiar feeling deep inside of you build up. “M-more please..” You whined, causing Mingyu to smugly smirk at you but you didn’t notice it until he made you look at him with his next words. ”I bet, Wonwoo could never make you feel this good.” Your eyes widen, the blush on your cheeks grew when you met his dark gaze. Even in your dark living room, you could see him good. The dim light showed his well built upper body better than ever through his tight dark grey shirt, rising your anticipation. A second and third finger entered you and you moaned out his name. Your walls clenched around him, showing him how talented he is. In the first months after you started dating, he teased you a lot. Only because he wanted to get to know your body better. Where your sweet spots were. What you disliked. And that time really payed off. His middle finger found the rough patch within you and you gasped surprised, your legs tried to close but Mingyu is faster, keeping them spread enough with his elbows. “Prepare yourself of not closing them anytime soon, babe.” He speed up the pace, watching you from between your legs, enjoying the way your body shook, how you tried to grind your hips against him to finally reach your orgasm and you succeeded. There was no time to warn him nor to ask him for permission. It just happened too fast all of a sudden. After your high pitched cry, he helped you ride out the strong waves of pleasure, still moving his fingers and kitten licking your clit until you started to whine and tried to get away from his touch.

A low chuckle ran through your spine when his lips were still touching your core. “I love the sound you make when you cum. And… the juice you produce.. for me. You know how delicious you are, don’t you?” His words made you feel warm. You wiped off some sweat from your forehead when you lowered your gaze to get a better look at him, noticing his devilish grin. Mingyu was proud that he could make his girl feel this good. He was sure, no one could do it better than him. The memories from the party returned to his mind, how his friend asked you to follow him to his room. How he licked his lips while asking you that. On purpose or not, it didn’t matter to Mingyu. Wonwoo knew exactly how he could seduce people without trying too hard and even though Mingyu trusted you, he always had those pictures in his head especially when he had alcohol in his system.

Pulling out his fingers from your core and sitting up on his heels, he ignored how you flinched at the loss and even whined his name. Something else was clouding his mind. Pictures of what could have happened in Wonwoo’s room were flying around in his head as his tongue poked at the inside of his cheek, discarding his pants and boxers in one swift motion and wiping off your juice from his chin. All the while you watched him carefully but still with adoration. You still felt his dominant aura and you knew he wasn’t done with you. Wondering what he was thinking because he had mentioned Wonwoo before, you slowly moved to a sitting position, causing him to stop pulling his shirt over his head. “Baby, let me help you with it.” You said in a sweet voice and took the cotton out of his hands, not breaking eye contact. He seemed hypnotized when his shirt slowly brushed over his head and you placed it beside the couch on the floor. For a while you two just looked at each other but his gaze was more like a predator watching its prey. You swallow.

“Baby.. you’re the only one I need. You know that right?” You begin, careful with the choice of words. “I would… never do the things we do with someone else.” For a second, his expression softened but it quickly changed again. “Get rid of the last pieces of clothes.” You were about to each out for him but let your hand drop after hearing his words. Following, you grab the hem of your shirt and removed it from your body, just as your bra until you were finally naked like him. You saw him lick his lips while his eyes wander over your bare chest and up to your flushed face again. “Only I can see you like this. Not Wonwoo, Not anyone else.” He said, inching closer and pushing you back onto the couch again, just to crawl on top of you, his legs spreading yours again. “He can’t have you like I do.” You were about to say something when he kissed you harshly, showing how much he means his words. Wondering if he was still under the influence of his drinks, you can’t help but to moan against his lips, which he used to slip his tongue through your teeth, swirling it around yours. All whine his hips grind down into your core, smearing your juice over his length. You tasted yourself on his tongue and let your fingers brush through his wavy hair, pulling him even closer. “I’m your girlfriend, not his.” Is the only thing you could say before he bit down on your lip and pushed his cock into you without a warning.

“Ahh fuck!” You cried out, trying to make him slow down in grabbing his hip but he just pushed further, filling you completely. At first it burned, the stretch was so intense, you couldn’t help but to clench around him, your nails digging in his flesh. “You’re always so tight for me, only for me.” His low voice made goosebumps to form on your bare skin. Mingyu changed his position a little, resting his arms beside your head when he pulled out almost completely to push back inside. A shuddered moan left your lips. You needed time to adjust. Although you had come a while ago, his fingers were not the same size as his length. You always needed time to relax around him but he seemed so lost in his dom state that he wasn’t as sweet as usual. His face was buried in the crook of your neck as his hot breath tickled you, hips still moving back and forth. “Tell me, babe. Would you like to be fucked in Wonwoo’s room? We could sneak in and I would make you scream my name. His bed would hit the wall with every thrust. We would be so damn loud. And he would notice at some point and come to his room, seeing us on his bed. And he would hear how you praise me. How you ask for more… and how we say that we love each other.”

You didn’t know that you had a thing for exhibitionism until now. Between hisses and groans, your boyfriend told you those sinful fantasies that you automatically clenched around his cock. Would you really enjoy being watched by his best friend? Also knowing that he used to like you? “I.. would show him what we have.” His hips snapped forth with such a force that the whole couch moved an inch and you gasped for air. “G-gyu!” “I’m going to show the whole world what we have.” Your eyes flew open when he sat back up, his warmth on you suddenly gone. But you had no time to complain when his big hands secured your hips in front of him to take you hard and fast. Turning your head to the side, high pitched whines left your lips while you felt his cock push in and out of you with such force and speed, you saw white dots in front of your closed eyes. You tried to find anything to hold onto until one of your hands grabbed a pillow above your head, the other on his thigh, digging your nails into his flesh as your legs began to shake. Mingyu changed the angle a little, now thrusting up into you so that he could hit that specific spot over and over again, making you scream his name followed by incoherent words that should actually be praises but thanks to his hard thrusts, you weren’t able to speak properly. The leather couch below you squeaked and you were sure that your neighbors heard it but strangely you didn’t mind. It turned you on even more.

Through gritted teeth, Mingyu pushed inside you, stood still while grinding against you before pulling back to repeat the procedure again and again. Your knuckles turned white when you tried to endure the intensity. You loved slow and sensual sex with him but once in a while you two would ravage each other like wild animals and you loved both. It was a perfect balance no matter who was in charge. And it seemed like thinking of his friend as an opponent turned Mingyu on as well. Because deep down he knew that you were his and his only.

“G-gyu… I….”

“I.. allow you to cum all over your boyfriend…. but tell me first… who’s making you feel so fucking good?”

“Y-you! You, Mingyu! Only y-you!” You had difficulties to speak, the orgasm so close that your thighs were pressing against Mingyu’s sides, his grip tightened on you.

“F-fuck, cum with me, y/n!”

Before he finished saying your name, your second orgasm washed over you with such an intensity that you heard your own blood in your ears combined with Mingyu’s growls as he shot his load deep into you, his body shaking between your legs. He was mumbling things that you couldn’t understand. After a while, he slowed down until he stopped completely, carefully flopping onto you, your sweaty bodies rubbing against each other while you tried to catch your breaths. With your last strength, you lifted your arms and let your slender fingers massage his scalp, tugging at his soft strands here and there. You felt him smile against your neck, tired from your act just as much as you were. “If Wonwoo is the reason for good sex with you, I should look at him more often, don’t you think?” You halfway joked but when his body stiffened, you wished you had never spoken those words.

With a heavy groan, he propped himself up on his arms to look at you. You weren’t able to read his expression. Suddenly nervous you said something wrong, you started to chew on your lip. “I’m… I didn’t mean it like that-“

“So you’re up for a session in his room?”

“W-what?”

You noticed the infamous devious smirk spreading across his face and you knew you were screwed.

#seventeen fanfic #seventeen smut #mingyu smut #svt #svt smut #smut ff #kpop smut #kpop fanfic #mingyu #kim mingyu #carat #wonwoo #seventeen

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